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You can read my series, “My Life with St. Joan and St. Thérèse” here, or, it is now available in both paperback and Kindle.
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Eighth in the series, “My Life with St. Joan and St. Thérèse.”
2008, St. Louis Missouri and Chicago Illinois
Though I was no French King after my healing on Joan of Arc’s day of victory, July 17, 2006, I certainly felt like one at the moment. The newer Cathedral Basilica of St. Louis the King in St. Louis, Missouri is magnificently majestic both from the exterior and interior. It is every…
2006, The Pocono Mountains, Pennsylvania
“You must be the one from Illinois we were expecting!”
The middle-aged woman behind the desk in the seminary vestibule, just through the door from the couch where I slept for an hour and a half, was cheerful and obviously better rested than I was. The table, which I had not noticed at 5:30am while walking past in a daze, now seemed to be alive with…
Sixth in the series, “My Life with St. Joan and St. Thérèse.”
2006, Gurnee IL traveling to the Pocono Mountains
Thirteen hours. It would take roughly thirteen hours from my home in Gurnee, IL to reach the retreat site in the Poconos. The date was July 16, 2006, exactly twenty years after my consecration to the Virgin Mary in Guymon. The weekly roses I used to hide from Mrs. Birdsill and set…
1987, Guymon Oklahoma
“Someone has been leaving a rose each week at the foot of Our Lady’s statue in the chapel,” Mrs. Birdsill smiled and looked warily at me. “We’re not sure who it is.”
I stood in the hallway of the rectory, just beyond her desk, staring hesitatingly into her eyes with a question-mark on my face. Mrs. Birdsill was the administrative assistant for the parish. She looked…
1985-86, Guymon Oklahoma
There is not much between Amarillo and Guymon. At least there was not in the years immediately following our marriage. No offense is intended to those who live in Goodwell, Texhoma, Stratford, or Dumas. We passed through all of these small towns on the way. Guymon was certainly no bigger or more noteworthy. However, even collectively, they all made for very little…
1984-85, Guymon Oklahoma
Josey reached out to hand me something. She had a big smile on her face as she did so. It looked like a piece of jewelry, perhaps a necklace of some sort. She held a silver chain with black beads and a crucifix hanging from it. I did not know what it was but suspected that it was not jewelry given our venue at the moment.
We were in the “old” St. Peter’s church, the…
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1984 – Guymon, Oklahoma
Fr. Duane Mallon seemed to be an extremely nice priest with a good sense of humor. He was a large man, standing probably six feet, four inches or more with a large build. His voice could carry, though it was not overbearing. He was a young man, newly ordained in fact, and had one glass eye that remained motionless while his other moved back and forth. Fr. Duane would…
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I stood staring at the modestly sized statue of a young looking, medieval warrior perched outside the chapel. A small group of us who recently graduated from high school in Guymon, Ok were making a visit to the island fortress of Mont Saint-Michel just off the coast of northwestern France. We were finishing a six week cultural and language studies field trip whereby…
Have you ever had an intimate encounter with God? Did this encounter advance from a single inspiration to years of conversation? Did the conversation develop the way a skyscraper grows one building block at a time to a towering, formidable testament in the heavens? Did the ideas involved form, inductively, a construct that was beyond anything you had ever contemplated? Did you write down the…
“Le Royaume’s mission is to inspire souls through Truth, Beauty, and Goodness to seek the application of the subjective fruits of Christ’s redemption by a repentant, dogmatic confession of Catholic faith and to develop a spiritual Vision that will open their hearts to…
What is Le Royaume des Ste. Jehanne d’Arc et Ste. Thérèse de l’Enfant Jésus?
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