When we’re given signs or answers to questions we send heavenward, is it not endlessly intriguing to ponder their sweet deliveries? Even when I didn’t ask for answers, God, Mary, or angels and saints, I believe, have sent unmistakable—sometimes literal—messages. I...
On one of the last chilly mornings of October, I received a text from a producer friend of mine, telling me that there was a an opportunity to be part of the crew for a film called “Triumph of the Heart.” For someone laying upside down on their bed, sponging fallen...