Grapevine Tag

It was one of those days. I had spent hours looking for my phone, which I didn’t know had fallen out of my pocket into that black hole that exists between the driver’s and passenger’s front seat of all cars. Running late for to lead...

I was terrified to start my first year of high school. While I was excited about the prospect of learning, I was afraid to go forward alone. My classmates from primary school were attending a different high school. I wasn’t sure how I’d make it...

Communion had just ended at the Sunday Mass at Our Lady of Lourdes Church. The choir sang its last note and the celebrant was about to speak when a loud voice rang out from the back of the church. An usher, who had been trying...

Some food is better eaten the next day. That is why it’s always good to make enough for leftovers. Cold pizza makes a great breakfast for some. Meatloaf is a great middle-of-the-night snack. And that children served so formally the first day can become a...

“I just want my $1,500 dollars,” the man complained to the agent answering the compliance hotline. “It’s reimbursement for my gas and mileage. The clinics I service are refusing to pay even though it’s in my contract, and now they’re calling into question my job...

Last year Lent exploded on us. We’d just settled into our seasonal practices - reinvigorated prayer, deeper clarity, fasting and making space - when the world was rocked by crisis. Driven inward, deprived of sacraments, isolated and uncertain, the Lenten landscape became a real desert,...

Talk shows have become a staple of daytime television, for better or worse. Some try to gear themselves toward helping people help themselves. At the other end of the spectrum are those shows that try to show people at their titillating worst....

Candice was newly assigned as pastoral associate to a parish that was challenging her since she arrived. The pastor put her in charge of the Holy Week and Easter liturgies. Candice was eager to prove herself and up to the task, organised, thorough and thoughtful....

I have the knack of selecting the wrong line at the grocery store. Once, I was next in line, with four people behind me, when the cashier announced that her register was closing, which meant (of course) that everyone behind me turned and scooted with...

Mediocre, at best. That’s how Matt felt at intermission. He loved playing piano with the jazz trio, but these past weeks had been hard. Their drummer Chris was having marriage problems. Kyle the bass player had just lost his dad to cancer. Matt had been...