Mass, then and now

For many years, Mass was a quiet, contemplative time.  That changed four years ago, with the birth of Matthew.

Now, Mass is a chance to cultivate patience.  It’s an opportunity to practice my sprinting as I run after a Luke gone wild.  It’s a test to see how long I can keep two boys quiet with goldfish crackers, assorted toy trains, and judiciously-spaced bathroom breaks.

It is, simply put, anything but contemplative .  But I’m still there, week after week, kids in tow.

Why do I bother? You can find out in my latest column: Why I bring my boys to Mass.

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