As I Wander
A wandering soul is searching for something that he knows not. Looking for just a glimmer of hope somewhere, somehow, some way, but he finds nothing – nothing more than what has already been. But…
A wandering soul is searching for something that he knows not. Looking for just a glimmer of hope somewhere, somehow, some way, but he finds nothing – nothing more than what has already been. But…
“I think it’s important to sometimes step back and appreciate a more grimy style of art, especially when so much of it is sanitized nowadays.”
“Where were you when time stopped?” I vaguely remember that quote from a movie that I saw years ago. That question was being asked by a man who’s father had had a heart attack years…
In the past two articles, we established that Warrior Saints were, in fact, warriors. We also discussed the warrior spirit that has endured since the Old Testament and is still alive and well today within…
The young boy exclaimed with joy as he came scampering from his bed and down the stairs. The brightly colored tree caught the look of the child. Below it sat presents, more than he could…
Chandelier sighting in town A storefront without a sign Shining bright from an angle Broken mess without flair I want to stare a little closer In there Nowhere
Saint George slew a dragon. A real, man-eating, fire-breathing dragon. Call me crazy, but this isn’t the first or last time God has allowed one of his servants to defeat a monster.
Have you ever thought about where our focus ought to be during liturgy? The short answer is “well, God, obviously.” But that begs the question then: how do we keep that focus? If you walk…
A lone figure stood in an empty desert field. Behind him, some several hundred yards away was a frail human, more skeleton than man, who was sitting on a rock. The figure in the desert…
St. Alphonsus is one of my father’s favorite saints. After I had made the Holy Family, he asked if I was going to continue making saint portraits out in the woods like a hermit icon…