Ascension Sunday and St. Louise de Marillac

Ascension Sunday and St. Louise de Marillac

Delivered at 5:00pm mass at St. Vincent de Paul parish, May 17, 2026 —————————————- My child’s first and middle names are Leila Louise. Leila, in Arabic, means both night and beauty. Louise is to honor the courage, compassion, and innovation of Louise de Marillac. When 

Inextricably Bound

Inextricably Bound

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A Handmaid’s Homily- First Sunday of Advent

A Handmaid’s Homily- First Sunday of Advent

Being pregnant during Advent (which is this particular church lady’s dream), I was ready on Sunday to dive into the Theotokos narrative, to journey with Mary, the God Bearer, as she, too, neared the end of her pregnancy. And yet, we did not encounter Mary 

A Handmaid’s Homily- 31st Sunday OT

A Handmaid’s Homily- 31st Sunday OT

We are often taught to think of love as being sentimental. It is something existing in the emotional realm that can be recognized but not defined—a swelling feeling in the chest when a friend shares a kind deed or a grin that slides across the 

A Handmaid’s Homily- 29th Sunday OT

A Handmaid’s Homily- 29th Sunday OT

In one of the classes I have co-taught, I came across a student who was highly grades-motivated. This is not unusual, of course, as many students are driven by this measure of success. This student, however, stood out in his drive to achieve a 4.0. 

A Handmaid’s Homily- 25th Sunday of OT

A Handmaid’s Homily- 25th Sunday of OT

Whose bodies have worth? Whose do not? Whose bodies have worth, and whose do not? This question may seem alarming, perhaps even like a trick or a trap. The correct answer is, obviously, that every person’s body matters. Everyone is deserving of dignity. However, a 

A Handmaid’s Homily- 24th Sunday OT

A Handmaid’s Homily- 24th Sunday OT

When I was a child, I was enamored by Joan of Arc. I had a little green book of female saints on my bedside table that I would read before I turned off the light to go to bed, and the pages fell open to 

A Handmaid’s Homily- 23rd Sunday OT

A Handmaid’s Homily- 23rd Sunday OT

At the beginning of Lent, my husband and I lost a pregnancy. It was the deepest, most rattling grief I have ever felt. I wanted nothing more than to be angry at God, to slam a hymn book against the back of the pew or