Flocking Mad, An Open Letter to our Catholic Priests and Bishops

Greetings from the pasture! I thought I would reach out and apprise you about life from your sheeple’s perspective after being devastated from every angle. Perhaps you may think you know what it is like down here in the pasture–based on vetted emails, random blogs, or confessions (if you are doing those). You do not. We no more knowContinue reading “Flocking Mad, An Open Letter to our Catholic Priests and Bishops”

Beloved Dirt

Your plan so grand to fill the earth, with sea, and sky, sand, and dirt. Reptile, mammal, and wild beast, predator, and prey, greatest and least. Then scooped into your mighty hand, the dirt that lay across the land To form a being unlike the rest, made in your Image, perfect and blessed. Into hisContinue reading “Beloved Dirt”


I have been both betrayer and betrayed. When you think about it, you probably have too. Starting with Santa Claus and the tooth fairy. These are harmless examples you might think. I remember when our oldest son was nine or ten, it occurred to me that I should enlighten him on the matter of Santa.Continue reading “Betrayed”

Knock Knock. Who’s There? Death…

This week was an anniversary of sorts for me. Tuesday would have been my father’s eighty-fifth birthday and the sixth anniversary of my near fatal bike/car accident. The date is bittersweet. I am sad my father is gone but happy that he is home with our Lord. I am jubilant that I survived the accidentContinue reading “Knock Knock. Who’s There? Death…”