Well, I'll bet that you're just now starting to receive (or send) Christmas cards this year. And I'll bet that most of them include pictures of the Virgin and Child. (Our upcoming Christmas issue has a special image--with a fascinating history--of Mary and her infant son on its cover.) But what about Joseph? Poor guy. He's usually shunted off to the side, if he's even there. Here's a piece on Slate about putting Joseph back in the picture. And a little video from Loyola Productions on the saint of the Hidden Life.
Don't Forget about Joseph!
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Vance, who converted to Catholicism in 2019, attended the liturgy with his wife, Usha, a practicing Hindu, and his three children after meeting with Italian Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni earlier in the day.
My Catholic identity and my wife’s Protestant identity continue to endure, and our faith has developed together in greater harmony, knowing that our love for each other was ultimately grounded in our love for God.
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tempted him in just the way to confuse a savior:
All this I will give you.
Daydreams and memory are saving some
Down there from shame
Your comments on Slate remind me of this summer. We went back for the 50th high school reunion. When I saw the headmaster's name, I knew he must be the son of the "displaced persons" who worked at our church when I grew up.
The father was THE janitor/maintenance/anythingelsethatcamealong person of a large suburban parish with a large school, convent and rectory. One very clear memory I have of elementary school is seeing Mr B working around the parish with children following him. The children were listening to him as he worked. I think their success after a difficult childhood in a foreign land learning a new language can be traced to the firm grounding they received from their father.