about Todd FlowerdayA Roman Catholic lay person, married (since 1996), with one adopted child (since 2001). I serve in worship and spiritual life in a midwestern university parish.
about John Donaghy
John is a lay missionary since 2007 with a parish in western Honduras. Before that he served in campus ministry and social justice ministry in Iowa. His ministry blog is http://hermanojuancito.blogspot.com
He also blogs reflections on the lectionary and saints/heroes/events of the date at http://walktheway.wordpress.com
He'll be a long-term contributor here analyzing the Latin American bishops' document from their 2007 Aparecida Conference.
Vatican II pages
Ray MacDonald on Saints To Be Made Devin on Saints To Be Made Jim McCrea on Saints To Be Made Liam on Saints To Be Made Liam on Dies Domini 29: The Day of… John Chrysostom on Wedding Lectionary: Sirach 26:… Janet on Wedding Lectionary: Sirach 26:… Todd on Socks Off FrMichael on Private Masses–Bleah! Devin on Socks Off
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Daily Archives: 23 May 2008
From a few hundred thousand miles away, Saturn’s rings look so fine and fragile. This image, captured about a month ago, is on the main Cassini page, but other items headline above it. It would be serious trouble for Cassini … Continue reading
While listening to recordings of chant from the monks of Santo Domingo de Silos, I realized that the Gloria Jeffrey Tucker and I discussed on the net last month was on disc 2. When I listen to this compilation, I … Continue reading
From Mexico … Churches in. Hotels, homes, and haciendas out. Cuernavaca’s bishop, Florencio Olvera Ochoa, has put the kibosh on weddings, baptisms, and other sacraments being celebrated outside of places of worship. This comment slays me: (N)ew rules would (also) … Continue reading
Catching up on church news after a few whirlwind days, I noticed this piece at CNS about the pope’s communicants receiving the Eucharist while kneeling. Forty-eight communicants? That’s a pretty light load compared to the priest in a large parish. … Continue reading