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You’ve Got Mail . . .
By Judie Brown Some of us remember using the email service called America Online back in the late 1980s/early ‘90s. And we recall the voice that came into our computer, alerting us, “You’ve got mail.” It was a clever marketing tactic voiced by a man name Elwood Edwards. But AOL was not quite as cutting edge in its creative use of computer email service as was Margaret Sanger and her use of the...
Triumph over Yourself
By Judie Brown Many years ago, American Life League’s spiritual director and dear family friend Father Denis O’Brien, MM, suggested to me that it would be wise to read one paragraph of Thomas à Kempis’ The Imitation of Christ every day. At the time he said we might be...
The Powerful Impact of Fathers
By Judie Brown The word father embodies two distinct images for me. First and foremost is God the Father, and closely behind are the two most remarkable fathers I had in my life: my dad Chet and my beloved husband Paul. Each of these men embodied a love of their...
BAND-AIDs on a Murder Problem
By Judie Brown A BAND-AID is a temporary covering for a small injury that requires time to heal. The most well-known type of this injury is the skinned knee on a small child, whose mother affixes a BAND-AID after kissing the “owie.” But BAND-AIDs cannot fix all the...
Matthew 10 and Jim Sedlak
By Judie Brown Heroic pro-life leader Jim Sedlak came to mind this past weekend when I heard the reading from Matthew 10. Christ’s teaching set His apostles on the path of courage even in the face of extreme obstacles, including martyrdom. Those words became the...
Jumbled Priorities
By Judie Brown Recent headlines provoked me to ask a simple question: Why are Canadian geese more important than people? This came to mind when we learned about the Alabama community of Edgewater, where some residents were upset that homeowner association leadership...
Your Beating Heart
By Judie Brown When Hank Williams recorded “Your Cheatin’ Heart” in 1953, it was one of those songs that inspired you to stop and listen because his voice matched the melancholy of the lyrics. My dad loved that song, and he strummed his guitar as he sang along with...