White crosses dot the field in front of the Dominican parish near my house, their small planks crudely nailed together. In a harsh reminder of the cross’s brutish nature, little white sticks sprout from the grass like a spring prairie that was deformed. These are not the beautiful crosses you encounter at Hobby Lobby. TheseContinue reading “Dear Weeping Heart: St. Therese and the Pro-Life Movement”
Living Full Throttle 