A little over a year ago, I had the opportunity of traveling to the Holy Land.
It was our first day there and we found ourselves in the Garden of Gethsemane.
And I must admit, I began to fall apart.
Like Olive Trees
Drop the Stones
So the summer of my junior year of high school, I began working at Kohl’s Department store.
It was my first real job and was eager to prove myself.
So when this gentlemen came in the door, I was ready.
It’s All God’s Turf
So a few weeks ago, a parishioner after Mass was chatting with me. And in our conversation, she looked at me and said, "I don’t know how you do it. I could never work with high school students. I just don’t get them. But it is obvious you understand them."
Her comment stuck with me.
