Posted by Carol Johnson on 11/27/23
When I go to my hometown in Colombia, I jog at the public soccer field. During my most recent trip, I found an elderly man there, Gorgonio, tending three baby sheep. I have known Gorgonio since my childhood. He became blind late in life. Gorgonio always recognized my voice ... Read More »
Posted by Carol Johnson on 11/14/23
Several months ago, I mentioned the time in my last year of High School when I, along with around 200 hundred other youth from different parts of my country, Colombia, sacrificed watching the World Cup on television to participate in a three-week retreat. That event changed me. I began ... Read More »
Posted by Carol Johnson on 11/06/23
I recently introduced to you my vocation promoter, Father Jose Vicente, the town priest when I was a teenager. A few months ago, I introduced you to Bernabe, my home parish sacristan from the same time in my life. The following story includes both, plus a seminarian, Rafael (who ... Read More »
Posted by Carol Johnson on 11/02/23
I was there, knelt in adoration before the Blessed Sacrament. I was there next to the chaperones and some of the youth of our parish, who were among thousands of other Catholics gathered that day. We had beautifully sung psalms and hymns together as part of morning prayer, which ... Read More »