Hey Saints.

Welcome to my wild little corner of the internet — where the hours of the day, the edges of the heart, and the old bones of Catholicism meet. This is a place for saints in leather jackets and tear-streaked cheeks, for anyone still raw enough to wonder if God could ever want them.
Here, I’m reclaiming the overlooked parts of life as holy ground. I write about books that break me open, philosophy that keeps me up at night, homes that whisper of eternity, meals meant to be eaten around crowded tables, travels that make me fall in love with the world again, and all the personal ways God keeps chasing me down through this rich, tangled Catholic faith of ours.
Every day, through The Hours & the Heart, I’ll send you a tiny anchor for contemplation — a prayer, a saint, a scrap of scripture or poetry, a glimpse of beauty — just one more reason to love harder today. On the weekends, The Resting Hours & the Heart gathers up the week with a softer, Sabbath breath: a moment to pause, look back, and remember that slow is still sacred. And whenever you need a voice in the quiet, The Holy Hour podcast is here too — a brief daily invitation to meet God wherever you actually are, whether that’s in the car, on a walk, or sprawled on the floor.
Because I believe every coffee cup, every warm loaf of bread, every flicker of candlelight is a line in the love letter God is still writing to us.
So let all of this — the rebellion, the quiet hope, the way I’ve learned to live virtues without shame even in a world that sneers at them — be an open place for you too.
Sit down. We’ll stay as long as it takes, until you see how wildly good you are — and how worth loving, no matter what this world told you.
Let’s make something holy (and slightly rebellious) together.