New Articles Every Monday
New Articles Every Monday
EXAMEN CATÓLICO TRADICIONAL
An Examen
The Examen is exactly that, an examination of conscience we do before entering the confessional in order to have a good and thorough confession. Use this article as a tool to help you during this Advent season and prepare for the coming of the Lord!
The Evidence of Things
What is faith, really?
For years, I could quote St. Paul’s definition—“the evidence of things not seen”—without understanding it. Only later did I learn that faith isn’t a leap into the dark but trust rooted in memory. The Christian does not believe because of what might happen in the future, but because of what has already happened in the past: covenants kept, promises fulfilled, a Cross that changed everything.
In the Eucharist, that past becomes present again. Through anamnesis, the Church doesn’t simply remember Christ’s sacrifice—she stands within it. And this is why suffering in our lives has dignity: because Christ has filled it with His presence. Faith is not blind courage; it is remembering the God who has already saved us.
The Growing Light; St. Andrew’s Novena
Discover the beauty and meaning of the St. Andrew Christmas Novena. Learn how this beloved Advent devotion, prayed from November 30–December 24, mirrors the light of the Advent wreath and prepares the heart for Christmas.
“He Shall Be Called” — Sheet Music Now Available
The long-awaited sheet music for He Shall Be Called is finally here. Rooted in Isaiah’s prophecy and the ancient O Antiphons, this hymn was written to carry the quiet longing of Advent and the hope of Christmas. Whether for parish liturgies, choirs, small groups, or personal prayer, the official score is now available for download—bringing the music that began on a small parish stage to communities everywhere.
When Angels Heard The Bells
Growing up in the desert of Southern California, I would look up at the silent bell tower of my childhood parish and feel a strange sadness that it never rang. Years later in Ohio, I finally heard church bells marking the hours — calling not just the faithful, but heaven itself. In a world ruled by deadlines and digital clocks, the Church once dared to sanctify time, to make the hours themselves holy. Every toll of a bell was both a call and a consecration — a reminder that even the passing of time belongs first to God.
Waiting for Daylight
Patience is not resignation—it is an active trust in God’s providence. Drawing from Scripture, the Church Fathers, and modern papal teaching, this reflection explores how waiting on the Lord can shape our hearts, deepen our hope, and transform seasons of suffering into grace.
The New Epidemic
We live in a world allergic to sorrow. From self-help slogans to social media smiles, modern life rewards denial over depth. In The New Epidemic, Stephen A. Codekas explores how “copium” — our obsession with toxic positivity — has replaced genuine hope, and how rediscovering lament, truth, and interior freedom can heal the soul.
His Last Lesson
There are some lessons of faith that cannot be taught — only witnessed. For me, that witness was Father Robert Jack, a priest who showed that holiness is not found in escaping the cross, but in embracing it. Through his devotion to Our Lady, he revealed that suffering, when united with love, becomes a prayer. It was through his quiet endurance, his Marian heart, and his steady joy that many of us learned to stand at the foot of the Cross and still love.
Something Hallowed This Way Comes; A Halloween Reflection
There was a time when Halloween didn’t feel like a contradiction for Catholics—it was simply part of the season’s mystery. The rustle of leaves, the glow of jack-o’-lanterns, the smell of woodsmoke in the crisp air—it all carried a quiet reverence, a reminder that autumn itself is a meditation on death and renewal.
When I was a child, there was an older woman down the street who attended daily Mass. On Halloween night, her porch glowed softly with carved pumpkins and paper lanterns. But what made her house unforgettable were the small slips of paper tucked among the candy she handed out—each one a handwritten Bible verse. Even as a child, I sensed that what she offered wasn’t just sweets, but grace.