Five Takeaways from the Covington Catholic Controversy

On January 24, 2019 By lesliewpIn Deep Thoughts, Politics, teenagers5 Comments

This will be my first–and I hope last–time weighing in on the post-March for Life encounter between MAGA hat-wearing teenagers from an all-boys Catholic school in Kentucky and Native American activists visiting D.C. for the Indigenous Peoples March. I don’t have definitive answers on the truth of what was actually happening in the viral video (which I will NOT link to), but I do have some observations and thoughts.

What You See Depends on Where You Stand.

That’s pretty obvious, right? There are dozens of videos of this moment taken from many perspectives; if, for example, you watch one that was filmed from behind the boy who was involved in the face-off with the Native American elder, you wouldn’t see his now-famous face (sporting an expression that has been characterized as both a nervous smile and a smug smirk). But I’m speaking metaphorically here.

Where do you stand as you consider this encounter? Are you Catholic? A Southerner? Someone who has participated in Marches for Life? Do you despise Donald Trump and MAGA hats? Are you Native American? Have you experienced bullying? Are you a mother of teenage boys? Your answers to these questions will determine your predisposition to interpret the video, especially since by the time you watched it you had already read opinions about what was happening from the sources you trust.

We Are Angry About the Wrong Things

Don’t get me wrong–we should absolutely be angry about racism, bullying, misunderstanding, misrepresentations, death threats, disrespect, and many other evils that this video and the furor around it have come to represent. However, it isn’t our job to be angry about everything everywhere all the time. Fifteen years ago, no one but the folks involved would ever have known about what happened in those few minutes. It would have been up to them to make sense of it and to perhaps learn something from it. Meanwhile the rest of us should spend more time being angry about–and trying to do something about–the injustices that we certainly encounter around us every day. Would those of us who bravely wield keyboards in the face of injustices five hundred miles away be so ready to actually intervene in person at home when, for example, a co-worker tells a racist joke?

Teenagers Are Not Adults

Teenage boys may look like adults and they may think they are adults but they are not adults. Their brains are not finished developing. They have poor impulse control. They tend to follow the crowd.

Our criminal justice system recognizes this by having a separate system to govern underage crime. We don’t execute teenagers or give them life sentences. We recognize that they can be rehabilitated.

If these boys are guilty of the worst possible interpretation of the video, they are still boys. Stupid teenage boys who can learn to be better. I’ll bet you knew some people who were, frankly, assholes in high school who grew up to be pretty good folks. You might even have been one of them! I know I’m a better person now than I was when I was a teenager. Should they suffer consequences? Make reparations? Absolutely! Should they receive death threats and have their lives ruined forever? I don’t think so.

It Is Not Wrong to Extend Mercy to the Privileged

I have read several posts from writers who have walked back their original interpretation of the encounter and have decided to give the Covington boys the benefit of the doubt. And I have seen those same folks attacked because they are giving privileged white boys that which is denied to other sectors of the population. If you doubt that these boys are privileged, imagine the exact same scenario only with a big group of African-American boys from a D.C. public school. Would the reaction be the same? Would those boys be interviewed on the Today Show and be invited to the White House? I expect some of the very same people who are defending the Covington boys would assume the worst about these hypothetical black boys.

Some seem to be saying that fairness demands we assume the worst about everyone. But look, y’all, what we should be shooting for is a society that gives EVERYONE the benefit of the doubt.

Catholic Students on a Field Trip to the March for Life Should Not Wear MAGA Hats

Nor should they wear I’m with Her hats or Yes We Can hats or any other kind of political hats. They should wear their school uniforms, if you ask me, or matching t-shirts identifying themselves as students at a Catholic school. And they should remember that when they are in uniform, they are representing the Church and act accordingly.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

12 in 2018: A Year in Pictures

On January 12, 2019January 12, 2019 By lesliewpIn family, Knoxville, linkups, photobloggingLeave a comment

I love taking pictures, and I love this self-indulgent exercise of sharing my best photos of 2018. Or maybe not the best, but the most representative–it kind of depends on the month, really.

JANUARY: A bonfire in our backyard–this one was for the burning of the Christmas tree, and the reason the fire has this cool shape is that our wreath is in there!

FEBRUARY: It was SO HARD to pick a picture for February, y’all. We went to San Francisco to visit Teddy and I took maybe a million beautiful pictures. I love this one because it was serendipitous–I had gone on a walk alone, knowing nothing of the celebration of the Chinese New Year, and encountered this parade by accident.

MARCH: Another hard choice. Jake and Jessica were married on March 24, and I was the photographer. I think this is my favorite.

APRIL: Emily had her five-year college reunion in Mobile, Alabama and we tagged along for the food. While she was busy I took the kids to an alligator preserve. That may not sound like your idea of fun but it was pure heaven for William, who NEVER smiles like this for the camera.

MAY: Here’s one of Lorelei hiding in a specimen bush at the UT Arboretum, which was one of our first summer adventures.

JUNE: This is the view from the top of Grandfather Mountain. We spent almost a week staying with friends at their timeshare in Beech Mountain, North Carolina, and this was definitely a highlight of the vacation. I took this after walking across the “Mile High Swinging Bridge.” I don’t even like to stand on chairs so that was a pretty big deal.

JULY: Another summer adventure. We discovered this little park through an accidental short cut, and we came back the next week to go swimming.

AUGUST: From this point on, my camera roll is full of pictures of this guy, who we adopted in August. This picture is also important because it was taken at our new neighborhood park, which we just love.

SEPTEMBER: This picture has a lot of things I enjoy in it–a cat, my porch chairs, and wine! For some reason, once they started selling wine at the grocery store we started drinking it with dinner more often. 🙂 I love to take my dinner wine outside to the porch after the meal. I also enjoy reading–and napping–out there. It truly is my happy place.

OCTOBER: Another month with so many pictures it was almost impossible to choose. I really need to devote an entire post to our trip to New York City. The Statue of Liberty was my favorite, though. I was quite misty-eyed and I could happily have stayed there all day.

NOVEMBER: I love this picture of beautiful downtown Knoxville, my favorite place in the world.

DECEMBER: This picture was taken at my parish church on Gaudete Sunday. I thought the church was especially beautiful that day. We truly did have a joyful Advent so this seems like an appropriate choice.

This was a good year. It’s nice to look back on the year and feel that way.

To see photo essays from past years, click the links below:
2013
2014
2015
2016
2017

I am linking up with Revolution of Love. Click below to see pictures from other bloggers!

2018 in Review: Your Favorites, My Favorites

On January 6, 2019January 6, 2019 By lesliewpIn linkups1 Comment

I love to start the new year by reviewing the old one, and that extends to my blogging. So each year I write a post highlighting my readers’ five favorite posts (according to WordPress statistics) and my own five favorites.

Often my most-read posts were actually written years ago, and that’s true of two of this year’s five. My five favorites are chosen only from posts I wrote in 2018. Let’s go!

Your Favorites:

Code of Silence

The first of several posts inspired by the disturbing revelations of sexual abuse and the way the Church has handled them.

“Our Bishops have failed dismally in their obligation to teach, educate, lead, protect, and shepherd the faithful. My faith in the Church is unshaken, but my faith in its hierarchy is at an all-time low, and I am not alone. The faithful laity will no longer be satisfied with apologies and committees. We must demand change–accountability, penance, resignations, and complete transparency.”

Diaper Rant: The Case for Plastic Pants and Pins

An oldie-but-goodie: my manifesto on old-school diapering.

“I had a few of those fancy new diapers handed down or given as gifts, and I enjoyed using them. But the “cloth diapering system” that has worked just fine for me through five babies requires Gerber plastic pants (which we still call “rubber pants” around here), trifold cloth diapers that come in packs of five or ten at Walgreens or Kmart, and good old diaper pins.”

Catholic Minimalism Challenge: Week 1

I wrote several of these before-and-after posts as I worked hard to declutter our house this year.

“In the end, we removed two miscellaneous bags of clothing and accessories and two full boxes of books that will all leave the house, and we relocated a few items to other places (where we will face them again when we get to their new homes at the appropriate time!).”

Summers, Swimming, and Sexual Harassment: What Girls from the 80s Remember

Truth be told, this piece, written in response to the Kavanaugh confirmation hearings, is one of my favorites as well.

“Last week during family discussions leading up to Dr. Christine Blasey Ford’s testimony before the Senate Judiciary Committee, I kept remembering more and more of these incidents, most of which I hadn’t thought of in years. “Does every woman have these experiences?” asked my husband, incredulously. One middle-aged white male, at least, learned a lot last week–and altered his outlook.”

Liturgical Music II: The 70s

Another old one whose resurgence in popularity mystifies me. Possibly people run across it as they nostalgically look for the songs they remember singing at Mass as children.

“And as I look back and can see that the songs from the 70s weren’t particularly good songs, while it may be fun to be snarky, it’s important to remember that people were doing the best they could without much guidance to come up with new songs for the new liturgy. And as for me, even if the songs were “bad” I loved singing them and remember them fondly.”

My Favorites:

My Lenten Walk in Pictures and Quotations

I love taking pictures and I love showing them off, hence this post.

“At first I was content to share a picture but as is my way I quickly had to make it harder for myself by coming up with a quotation for each day as well.”

Why We Can’t Have a 70s Summer and What We Are Doing Instead

Memorable not so much for the quality of the actual post as for the summer of adventures it launched.

“I’m all for leaving kids unsupervised and unscheduled while I live my own life, but kids nowadays when left to their own devices are apt to fill that unscheduled time with actual devices.”

Thoughts from a Reunion

Inspired by our visit to Georgetown this year for my husband’s 30th; this year it’s my turn!

“I’m always telling my kids (and other people lucky enough to be the object of my sanctimonious rants) that being happy is NOT the point of life. And I do believe that, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t WANT to be happy.”

A Plethora of Peacocks: Lessons from Drama and Real Life

The previous inhabitant of this house named it the Golden Peacock Villa. Learn why in this post!

“Penelope Sycamore was completely secure in herself and her family. She didn’t even think about whether other people would like her or not. She was able to put worry aside, fully inhabit her days, and enjoy life as it came. I’m not there yet, but I’m trying.”

Twenty-five Things to Read about the Catholic Sex Abuse Scandal

I put a lot of work into the curated collection of writing about the scandal.

“When I am disturbed about world events, I head to my computer, looking for something to read. I read for facts, for analysis, and to process. Fortunately, in such times as these, others are moved to write to provide for this need.”

If you’d like to read highlights from previous years, see below:

I’m going to link this up at Revolution of Love, where other bloggers are doing the same thing!

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On December 24, 2018 By lesliewpIn books, Catholicism, Everyday EdithsLeave a comment

Merry Christmas! I have a gift for all my readers, a book of reflections to help you focus on continuing the Christmas celebration for all twelve days.

Based on an almost certainly inaccurate but still fun interpretation of the traditional carol’s lyrics, this eBook contains reflections and prayers written by members of Everyday Ediths (I am one of them and have submissions therein) and compiled by Anni Harry.

You are free to download this, print it, and pass it around any way you like. I hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading Life in Every Limb.

Download your copy HERE.

Check out the contributors’ Facebook pages below:

Sweeping Up Joy
A Beautiful, Camouflaged Mess of A Life
Not So Formulaic by Ginny Kochis
Pinot Noir and Prayers
Under Thy Roof
A Drop in the Ocean
Life in Every Limb

Grieving Together: Review and Giveaway

On November 26, 2018November 25, 2018 By lesliewpIn Babies, book review, books, Catholicism, death, Deep Thoughts, giveaway, Giveaways, Life Issues, marriage, Parenting, pregnancy7 Comments

Ten years ago, I lost our sixth and last baby in an early miscarriage, a baby who was planned, wanted, loved. I’ve never written about it here. In a very dark period of my life during which I lost first the baby, then my dream home, and finally almost every possession to fire, it was and remains by far the most painful of the losses I suffered. I don’t like to talk about it and I’ve never wanted to write about it.

But I decided to share just a little today in the hopes of helping ease the burden of others who have lost babies. There are so many of us, which is something I hadn’t realized until I miscarried and women started whispering words of commiseration: “It happened to me too. It is hard but it will get better.”

When I was deep in grief–a longer period of time than I would have expected–when all I could do was lie in bed and sob while clutching a board book, the only thing I had bought for the baby, I felt very alone. I looked online for resources, as one does these days, and found very little. Eventually my husband and I conducted our own private little ceremony of praying together and naming the baby. This did bring closure and healing to him, but my grieving process was very different.

I wish that I’d had a copy of Grieving Together: A Couple’s Journey through Miscarriage. This is the book you never want to need, but are so glad exists if you do.

Reading it even now, I felt affirmed, comforted, accompanied.

Laura and Franco Fanucci have authored a much-needed treasure, a companion and guide to grieving together as a couple. Having experienced infertility, miscarriage, and infant loss in their own marriage, they know intimately the grief of their readers. That experience informs the book and their empathy is tangible. Reading a book from people who have been in your situation is uniquely comforting.

I was impressed by the book’s breadth–it starts with the more practical aspects of miscarriage: what it is, what the experience might be like, considerations of medical treatment and funeral arrangements. But this section is anything but clinical–it is still animated by Laura and Franco’s love and concern for their readers. The next section covers grief, including the ways the grieving process may be different for each partner. This is followed by a section of practical suggestions of support from friends, family, the community, and the Church, making this a book that’s valuable to more than those who have suffered loss themselves. Finally, the last section discusses life after miscarriage, whether your path includes adoption, another pregnancy, or no more babies.

This is a Catholic book, published by Our Sunday Visitor, with Catholic prayers and rites, concrete ways parishes can help, saints to pray to for comfort and guidance, and more. Other than our pastor’s sincere sympathy, my parish offered no support to us when we lost our baby, and I suspect that is pretty standard. So this book would make a great gift for your pastor, along with a suggestion for a ministry to serve couples who have suffered miscarriage. The Catholic Church is well known for concern over unborn babies threatened by abortion, and sponsors ministries for post-abortive women; her concern for babies lost involuntarily and their parents should be a natural outgrowth of these pro-life convictions.

Grieving Together is available now on Amazon. (If you purchase it through links on the blog I will receive a small commission.) I received the book free in exchange for my honest review.

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To Hear His Voice/Until I Rest in You: Mass Journals for Catholic Moms and Kids

On November 21, 2018 By lesliewpIn book review, CatholicismLeave a comment

I’ve written before about my discovery of prayer journaling and how much it has enriched my prayer life. Since then, I’ve participated in online retreats, book discussions, and other practices that are helping me grow in faith–maybe I will share more about some of them in another post. And now I’m ready to try Mass journaling.

Probably about a year ago I started hearing about Mass journals and seeing them online. And I was curious. Then my friend Ginny designed one especially for kids. I thought it was a cool idea but I couldn’t imagine that Lorelei would be interested in such a thing.

Ginny just published her third installment of To Hear His Voice–they’re seasonal–and this time she launched a version for mothers too! When I heard about Until I Rest in You, I knew that this was the journal I wanted to try.

Lorelei saw me looking at it online and asked me what it was. When I explained, she said she thought that sounded interesting and she wanted her own!

So that’s how I ended up having the opportunity to review both the mom and kid Mass journals! (I received free PDF copies and was not otherwise compensated, and my opinions are my own.)

But let’s back up a minute, in case you are wondering what a Mass journal is and what you are supposed to do with one. Ginny’s journals contain the Sunday readings with reflection questions and space for writing and drawing. The journals could be used to read in advance of Mass to prepare, to follow along during Mass while taking notes, or to re-read and reflect afterward–or any combination of the three!

Now let’s talk about some of what makes Ginny’s journals special. First of all, they are visually appealing. The covers are so pretty, and so is all the lettering, and the decorative details throughout the books. Ginny pays attention to detail, and it shows.

The journals are divided by week, and I love that each section starts off with a list of the Feast Days for that week, and is prefaced with an inspirational quote from one of the saints. The kids’ journal also includes Reconciliation and Adoration Journals at the end.

The writing prompts are original and thoughtful, inspiring genuine reflection on the readings and connecting Scripture to every day life. The prompts in the children’s journal are age-appropriate yet challenging. And there is plenty of room to write in both journals, whether you are a mom with a lot to say or a kid with big handwriting!

The journals are available in PDF format or in hardback, and if you need a closer look before you decide, Ginny will even send you a sample chapter. For a more detailed description and explanation of the journals, click here for To Hear His Voice and here for Until I Rest in You. To purchase right now, click below!

If you purchase either book through the links in this post, I will receive a small commission.

Election Day Redux

On November 6, 2018 By lesliewpIn Politics, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Confession time: I am still not over the 2016 Presidential Election. I don’t know that I will ever really get over it. To go from euphoria to despair in just a few short hours, and then to see many of my fears realized over the past two years–it has truly been a demoralizing time for many of us.
Still, hope springs eternal. And it has been exciting and energizing to see so many people voting this year.
Last year I wore my closest approximation of a pantsuit in tribute to Hillary. Here is this year’s voting ensemble, a tribute to my political homelessness:

Election Day is a holiday for public school students, so Lorelei accompanied me to the polls. She’s almost 14, but she still likes pressing the button for me.

In 2016, Emily was also with us, and the three of us celebrated what we expected to be an historic occasion by visiting the women’s suffrage statue in Market Square and then breakfasting at Pete’s. This year, Emily voted early because she had to be out of town today. But Lorelei and I still went out to breakfast, this year at First Watch, just down the road a piece.
And now, it’s time to watch the returns, and the kids are calling me. We’ve done all we can do.

A Knoxville Fall Weekend

On November 4, 2018 By lesliewpIn books, Catholicism, death, family, Graveyards, KnoxvilleLeave a comment

Remember summer? It seems so long ago! Not the hot part–that lasted well into October here–but the not-being-in-school-and-having-daily-adventures part, which ended for us in early August.
We’ve had adventures since then, if not so many; what I lack is the time to share them here. But since I have a spare moment, I’m going to write a few words about our lovely fall weekend.
I love fall so much that I really can’t stop smiling when I’m outside at this time of year! And I’m blessed to live in a part of the country that really knows how to put on a fall colors show. Plus there is always something going on every weekend–multiple things, actually.
The Farmer’s Market will only be happening for a few more weeks, so Emily, Lorelei, and I headed downtown first thing on Saturday. We hadn’t counted on the football game. No, we didn’t get caught in traffic, but the normally free and plentiful downtown parking sported Event Pricing of $20. This being Knoxville, that meant we had to park five whole blocks away and pay the meter about three dollars. On the bright side, it was a beautiful day for a stroll.

We had hot apple cider and pumpkin bread, enjoyed free entertainment provided by the various buskers, and bought eggs, cheese, apples, and some vegetables too. Then we went to the 90th anniversary open house at the Tennessee Theatre.
I first set foot in the Tennessee Theatre in the 1970s, watching Gone with the Wind for the very first time, courtesy of my grandmother. I was so lucky to be introduced to it in exactly the kind of place it was made to be seen! Knoxville’s “Grand Entertainment Palace” narrowly escaped demolition around 1980, and underwent extensive restoration and renovation in 2005. It’s truly a treasure and it was such a treat to get to go backstage to explore the dressing rooms and the green room, to see the Mighty Wurlitzer organ up close, and have time to take all the pictures I wanted.

We dropped off Lorelei to volunteer for Feral Feline Friends of East Tennessee while we had coffee at my sister’s house, then went home and finished off our fall fun by taking the dog to the park.
Sunday morning Lorelei, William, and I went to Mass (John being under the weather). Our parish has a rosary procession at the Catholic Cemetery on the first Sunday of November, and I wanted to go, but since circumstances did not permit, I decided to honor the dead in my own way. After we ran errands and I returned the kids and the groceries to the house, I went off to explore a graveyard a bit closer to home. A reader of one of my other cemetery posts alerted me to the existence of Pleasant Chapel Cemetery.

I will write more about it later after I’ve had a chance to do a little research. It has been way too long since I visited a new graveyard. It was so peaceful there. I wish I could share the smell of the leaves and the dirt and the sounds of chirping insects so you could experience the full atmosphere. Anyway, I was happy to be there and to say a prayer for all the dead, who are unlikely to be Catholic but would surely appreciate the prayers anyway.
Then I came home, made coffee, and sat on the front porch to start reading The Gift of Invitation, which I will be reviewing here this week.
It was a perfect fall weekend, and I am sad to see it end. Now on to Election Day! (Yikes!) How do you like to spend fall weekends?

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Obamacare Endures, and for That We Are Grateful: An Update

On November 3, 2018 By lesliewpIn Gratitude, health, PoliticsLeave a comment

Well, it’s that time of year: Open Enrollment is upon us. It’s a time I both dread and welcome. I dread the clunky website and the endless data entry and the long but usually helpful calls to customer service, but I welcome the opportunity to once again share with you my gratitude for the blessing that Obamacare has been to our family.
As I wrote in last year’s update, Blue Cross returned to the exchange, and Humana left. There were two good results for us: one of our doctors that we see regularly was back in network, and our premium was so low that Advance Premium Tax Credit covered the whole thing. Yes, you read that correctly: our monthly payment was reduced to zero. On the negative side, our deductible went up to (I think) 1350 per person, and John has still not met his. And even after the deductible is met, we are now on a 50-50 plan instead of the 80-20 we had become used to–and this was the only choice we had.
We haven’t had major medical expenses this year, so we have made out just fine with this plan. I haven’t run the numbers, but my sense is that not having to pay a premium made up for the higher deductible, especially since we still get the negotiated rate advantage on all our prescriptions. But we got a letter the other day saying that this plan is going away and we are going to have to pick a different Blue Cross plan for next year. These changes do get old, but my preview of Healthcare.gov last week left me hopeful–we have several plans to pick from and they look as good as what we have currently.
Another bright spot was a letter I received from Humana (last year’s insurer) a few weeks ago–a letter that included a check refunding us a portion of our premiums! Apparently a little-known aspect of the ACA requires that if insurers earn over a certain amount of profits, they must refund a percentage of the premiums paid. Yes, you read that right–under the terms of this imploding law that is so bad for insurance companies and consumers alike, Humana ended up doing so well that they had to give me money back!
So, yes, no matter what you may have been hearing in the news, Obamacare lives on, and is still helping people, with all its flaws. It needs changes but it doesn’t need to be repealed. And the constant uncertainty caused by the GOP threats to get rid of it isn’t helping anyone. I know it hasn’t been the unadulterated blessing it has been for us for some of my readers, and I am sorry for that. But I continue to believe it is important for me to share the positive experiences that the ACA has brought to this previously uninsured family.

For more of my writing on the Affordable Care Act aka ObamaCare, see below and click away!
The $64,000 Question, Answered
Who Are the Uninsured?
Uninsured No More
ObamaCare Update
ObamaCare Update 2
ObamaCare: My Latest Update
ObamaCare Revisited
More on Our Journey to Health, Brought to You by Obamacare
It’s Good to Be Insured: An ObamaCare Update
Obamacare in Practice: An Update
An Open Letter to My Friends Who Want to Repeal ObamaCare
Obamacare Update: Good, Bad, and Ugly
Not Repealed and Not Imploding: An Obamacare Update

Sydney and Calvin Have a Baby: A Book Review

On November 2, 2018 By lesliewpIn books, Catholicism, pregnancy, reviewLeave a comment

One of the coolest things about blogging is getting free books in exchange for sharing my honest opinion of them here. As I might have mentioned, I love books. I love them so much that I have big stacks of them and so sometimes I don’t review them as quickly as I am supposed to.
But not this one! Sydney and Calvin Have a Baby has such a compelling premise that I could hardly wait to read it. And since William had to have a root canal this week, I had a perfect opportunity to do it all in one sitting. In fact, I had just a few pages left and I read them while sitting in the Arby’s drive-thru on the way home because I just HAD to know what happened.
I read a lot of young adult novels because my daughter loves the genre and brings them to my attention. But this one is different for a couple of reasons–one, it’s a specifically Catholic novel, and two, it starts with a rape and ends with a baby.
That’s pretty heavy stuff for a teen novel, and let’s throw in a couple of deaths, an orphan, mean girls, a close call at the abortion clinic, and dysfunctional families aplenty. But the lovable, quirky main characters and the fresh narrative voice (Calvin, whose British accent you can almost hear) add humor and humanity without ever glossing over the truly terrible events in the story.
Perhaps when you think of a Catholic novel you imagine characters who pray all the time, lots of priests and nuns, and plenty of preaching. That’s not what you’ll find here. The Catholicism is mostly background–the kids go to a Catholic school, the families are nominally Catholic in that they go to Mass on Sunday and not much else. The only truly devout Catholic we see is Calvin, and the Catholic heart of the story is in its redemptive message.
I enjoyed this novel so much that I would love to read more about Sydney and Calvin. I would especially recommend it for a Catholic youth discussion group.

Author: Adrienne Thorne

Publisher: Gracewatch Media

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