Redeemed Zoomer Liberalism loves multiculturalism. Indigenous flavor is great at festivals, in museums, and especially restaurants; anywhere it can be commoditized. Just so long as you don't dare make it part of your lived identity, to remove you from the one true culture of consumerism.

Morning mass at Notre Dame Basilique de Montréal. Great way to start the day! Poutine for lunch 😁

You've experienced The Cat in the Hat, now get ready for Socks in their Crocs. ----- Lilly and Billy were just sitting around, Doing nothing at all in their small little town. When who did arrive with great comfort and keen? Why socks in their Crocs, why of course, yes indeed.

As I lathered my children in crème de soleil and rubbed it all over my arms and my legs; Not for one moment did I stop to fear for the top of my head, with my hair all up there. In ignorant bliss did I sit in the pool; old, bolding, and burnt, and feeling the fool.

The deeper we go down the rabbit hole of modernism... Thank you for sharing this, Monika!

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My best advice for beating p*rn. After you fall, bring to mind the faces of the people from those images. Spend time meditating on who they are and the people who love them. Pray for them and tell them you are sorry. Humanize the people so you can't objectify them any more.

I've been in the US less than 2 weeks and I swear I've gained 10lbs and can feel my heart beating. How does anyone survive on this food?!?! Yes, it's delicious, but I'm sweating grease!

Word of the Day is Grace Grace is often defined as divine favor, but more precisely it is a sharing in the life of God, being drawn more deeply into Him. So any grace, whether in good times or bad, will always further our journey of salvation to the extent we, as Mary, say Yes!

Calling an abortion clinic "a healthcare provider" is like calling Auschwitz "a homelessness housing solution"

Never a bad time for a bottle break! The kids and I took a cable car 🚠 to the summit and picnicked in the clouds. It was a good day.

Sweet and Irished up please.

During the 70s, some priests were becoming rather casual with the liturgy. One afternoon, a priest came into the soup kitchen that Dorothy Day was working at. He wanted to offer a liturgy for the homeless. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a mug to use for the chalice.

If you see this, you should go be a nun. (Or a monk, whichever fits you.)

The thing I love most about toddlers is their confidence. My 3yo is absolutely 100% certain of herself. Be she marching to bed with a giant stuffed rabbit, running through the house naked, or screaming in the market; she has no self doubt. I wish I had that.

I may not have a lot of followers, but I do have the best followers. Have a blessed night and may your tomorrow be more magnificent than today.

"I'm doing it daddy! I'm killing people! I'm killing people!" Broke out my old N64 and introduced the 6yo to Gauntlet. Took him a minute to get the hang of it.

Well, I'm back in France. It was fun America. See you next summer!

As a parent to young children, I'm basically living in their pasts.