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“Hey St. Joseph, Can you help us bring all the absentee fathers home?”
When God chose Joseph, He knew what He was doing By Larry Peterson When God chose Joseph of Nazareth to be the foster father of His only Son, He certainly knew what He was doing. That is because this 19-year-old carpenter became the most excellent husband and father who ever lived. I call St. Joseph… Read more
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Prior to Mary’s Assumption, did she actually die?
What is the Feast of the Dormition of the Mother of God? By Larry Peterson On November 1, 1950, Pope Pius XII, writing and speaking ex-cathedra, solemnly defined in the Apostolic Constitution Munificentissimus Deus, the dogma that “the Immaculate Mother of God, the ever-virgin Mary, having completed the course of her earthly life, was assumed… Read more
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Meet St. Dymphna—The Patroness of the Emotionally and Mentally Challenged
By Larry Peterson (Before starting I should explain that Marty is my second wife; my first wife, Loretta, died of melanoma in 2003. Marty and I were married for nine years. She had lymphoma and Alzheimer’s Disease and passed away in 2017. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Loretta and I were living in northern New Jersey and had two… Read more
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A Tailor’s Inspiration Brought the World a Pope
By Larry Peterson The influence of St. John of the Cross, the great poet and mystic of the 16th century, reached across the centuries and inspired a simple tailor in Nazi occupied Poland to aspire to sainthood. In turn, this simple man became the catalyst for another man who was not even considering becoming a… Read more
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Blessed Jerzy (Jury) Kashyra–
By Larry Peterson Jerzy (aka Jury) Kashyra was born on April l4, 1914, in a small village outside Dzisna, which was then part of the Russian Empire. His family was native to Belarus and were Orthodox Belarusians. In 1907 his mother discovered the original family faith and embraced the Eastern Orthodox church. Jerzy followed his… Read more
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Connecting the Holocaust and an Unsuspecting Family from the Bronx
By Larry Peterson Mom died from leukemia way back in 1961. She had just turned 40, and, at the time, there were no cures, chemo, or bone-marrow transplants. She was dead within six months of diagnosis. Her daughter’s death was more than she could bare We lived in the Bronx in a five-floor walk-up. Grandma… Read more
