The Brood: Summertime, and the Living is…Something

I move languidly from chore to chore, wiping peanut butter off of surfaces, running back and forth to the store for the items that disappear faster when everyone is home, losing track of hours and days and weeks. Routines govern my life, and in the transition from spring to summer, all routines are upended.

The Brood: When God is Easy-Breezier than My Personality (Father’s Day Edition)

by Holly Mohr The Saturday morning Scripture reading in my Give Us This Day was a passage I had never seen before. “Do not give in to sadness, or torment yourself deliberately.” (Sirach 30:21) I almost burst out laughing. My first thought was equal parts caught and suspicious: “How do you know I do that?”Continue reading “The Brood: When God is Easy-Breezier than My Personality (Father’s Day Edition)”

The Brood: Thy Will Be Done

by Holly Mohr “A lot of the time, we try to get God to bless our will, rather than seeking God’s will,” the priest said. It was a line in a good homily, a homily that was well-considered, authentic, even funny at times. But that phrase: our will, RATHER than God’s will. Let’s file itContinue reading “The Brood: Thy Will Be Done”

The Brood: Performance Art

by Holly Mohr Mass is hard with kids, right? Everyone knows that. Plenty has been written about how difficult it is to get kids to church (lost shoes, explosive diapers just as you’re walking out the door, existential crises and misplaced prayer books), how challenging it is to get them to “behave” during it, etc.Continue reading “The Brood: Performance Art”

The Brood: What Do We Retain?

by Holly Mohr “So how are you really?” He asks. “It’s been a long time since we’ve actually sat down to talk. I don’t think we’ve had a real conversation since your father’s death.” I appreciate the question. Honestly, I appreciate it every time someone asks it, but I never know how to answer. I’mContinue reading “The Brood: What Do We Retain?”

The Brood: Is It Easter Yet?

by Holly Mohr “So are we going to get a better grill this summer?” my husband asks, chopping tomatoes. It’s the first sunny day in Pittsburgh in what feels like months, and his mind is moving to al fresco dining season. “There’s a gas line out front,” he adds, assuming I know what that means.Continue reading “The Brood: Is It Easter Yet?”

The Brood: A Wild Blueprint for Inheritance

by Holly Mohr “Do I have to be Catholic when I grow up, Mommy?” The question comes from my 7-year-old in the middle of Mass, a Mass I had prepared for his sacramental preparation program. I wait a beat, quickly sifting through the thoughts of all flavors that arise for me. “You can be andContinue reading “The Brood: A Wild Blueprint for Inheritance”