Last night, my 2- week-old James and I attended our first ultimate frisbee match. Because our school doesn't have a team, my son was eligible to play for the diocesan Catholic High School, 40 minutes away.  I love to watch my kids compete- little James and I were at a middle school track meet the night before. What I love almost as much as cheering on my kids is the sideline social hour. It fills my cup chit-chatting with the other parents and grandparents. In true Leah Brix fashion, while...

My Beloved Son, How I long to come to you. With each day that passes, my heart yearns to see your face and to embrace you in my arms like I did when you were young. Oh, my sweet child, I can still remember the fear and confusion I felt when I was on my knees, contemplating the promises spoken to Abraham and praying for the Promised One to come.  1 An angelic being startled me. Was I dreaming? So I tested this spirit by asking how it could be. His response assured me that he was from Heaven...

I was sweaty, exhausted, and moody as I ran/waddled through the rain to get to my van. I had just completed my Catholic workout of the week and was in a hurry to get home. The temperature on my dashboard read 33*... whew. All afternoon, my phone buzzed with warnings from the weather app about a severe winter storm brewing in our area. But when I left my house, it was still 40*, so I wasn't too worried. I knew the Stations of the Cross only took about 30 minutes, so I figured I would be home...