Bottles of St. Torelli Holy Water with a crystal glass and Holy Card of Bl. Torello

What is St. Torelli Water and How to use it?

A Traditional Catholic Holy Water for Expectant Mothers and the Sick The first thing I do when I find out I’m pregnant is go to a priest for a special pregnancy blessing and bring some water with me so that he can bless it in honor of Bl. Torello of Poppi.  Did you know that…

What Makes the World Beautiful and Good?
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What Makes the World Beautiful and Good?

Friedrich Nietzsche wrote the following aphorism: “A dangerous resolve.— The Christian resolve to find the world ugly and bad has made the world ugly and bad.[1] Like most of Nietzsche’s aphorisms, this short sentence carries a great deal of meaning. Among other things, it succinctly and articulately captures Voltaire’s anti-Christian sentiment, an impressive feat that…

Who is Your Neighbor? Part II
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Who is Your Neighbor? Part II

Part I in this two part series can be found here. But doesn’t Christ sort of do away with all these particular loves and duties? Remember the story from the Gospels: Jesus is preaching when a man comes into the room to tell Him that His mother and brethren have arrived and wish to speak…

Who is Your Neighbor? Part I
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Who is Your Neighbor? Part I

One of the truths proclaimed across space and time is that human beings are not simply called to love all, but to love their neighbor in particular. Too often, however, in our age, Christians use the second of the two greatest commandments to obscure this truth. We jump so quickly to the conclusion that “all…

Holy Week Reflection: Our Courageous Lord
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Holy Week Reflection: Our Courageous Lord

Easter is coming. We look forward to announcing that joyful battle cry of the Church Militant, “He is Risen!” But before we may taste this joy, we must taste the bitter waters of Good Friday. We must reflect on the Via Dolorosa and the Death that shook the world and blotted out the sun. G.K….

Man holding baby with American flag
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The Tragedy of Modern Rootlessness

Last year, I taught “Oedipus Rex” to a group of 20-year-old sophomores at a tiny Christian college in Florida. After a few moments in class, I noticed that the story had not moved them the way (I thought) a tragedy was supposed to. It seemed to have filled them with neither pity nor fear, but…