Have you ever felt that there was something going on in life that not everyone was aware of?

Have you ever felt that there was something going on in life that not everyone was aware of?

Blanche, prosaic in a pale yellow sweater and blue jeans, was wondering again if anything mattered—-life, faith--specifically, finishing homework assignments.

His eyes gravitated towards the wall-to-wall bookshelf at one end of the room. 'You folks like books, I see.

My parents reverted to their Catholic faith through the charismatic renewal, so I was raised charismatic.

She couldn’t picture anyone falling madly in love with such a person as Fish. What a name, Fish...Fish: think cold, slippery, detached. Benedict: think dry scholarly monk from the Dark Ages. Denniston: think English preparatory school, stolid country squire. Nothing about his name sounded the least bit romantic.

There was a silence. Then Paul looked at Alex. 'She knows Chesterton.' 'She lives,' said Alex.