Stacy PrattLentRoller: In Which I Become a Confirmation SponsorWhen we started playing music together in a band, she was 9 years old and the daughter of our lead guitarist. I was about thirty years…Apr 4, 2019Apr 4, 2019
Stacy PrattLentRoller: Ashamed of the GospelYesterday morning I opened my computer to write, and our wifi didn’t automatically connect. Our wifi wasn’t even among the choices. There…Mar 29, 20191Mar 29, 20191
Stacy PrattLentRoller: The Strength to Battle All of Hell“Why shouldn’t this love give me the strength to battle all of hell?” — St. Teresa of AvilaMar 27, 2019Mar 27, 2019
Stacy PrattLentRoller: How Can This Be?Every morning while I walk our dog, I say the rosary. For months, I did the Joyful Mysteries, but few days ago I switch over to the…Mar 25, 2019Mar 25, 2019
Stacy PrattLentRoller: Take Your Shoes Off, MosesMy grandmother slept in a four-poster bed with two feather mattresses piled on top of each other. Beside the bed was a picture of a…Mar 24, 2019Mar 24, 2019
Stacy PrattLentRoller: All the Little MiraclesI know I’m not really God’s favorite child, but I always feel like I am.Mar 23, 2019Mar 23, 2019
Stacy PrattLentRoller: Little John and the Priest HolesIn graduate school, I took a class called Women in Early Modern Literature. For that class, I researched the autobiographical writing of…Mar 22, 2019Mar 22, 2019
Stacy PrattLent: Poor LazarusToday’s reading is about the poor man, Lazarus, who is covered in sores licked by dogs. He begs for scraps from the table of a rich man…Mar 21, 2019Mar 21, 2019
Stacy PrattLent: Fasting and BloodLast night I went to see some metal bands. I was jostled around by moshing, and my head was close to other people’s heads as we threw our…Mar 16, 2019Mar 16, 2019
Stacy PrattLent: Metal and MartyrsTonight I went to break my fast with soup and peanut butter sandwiches while a young priest spoke about St. Oscar Romero, a priest in El…Mar 16, 2019Mar 16, 2019