Vigil Thursday Rundown

April showers bring May flowers but lately we have just had sunshine here in Spokane. That’s a great outcome for a couple kids who are living under our roof who happen to be on spring break. That time has arrived for me to quickly (and sometimes not so quickly) cover a handful of topics. Here we go with my latest Thursday Rundown…

S’mores Dip – Once again, I brought a special dessert dip to our family’s Easter celebration. At Sid’s urging, I prepared a s’mores dip. With Beau as my sous chef, we made the dip after church as we mixed marshmallow cream, fudge, cream cheese, and a couple other ingredients. The verdict? Well, the funfetti dip and monster dip I made in the past were both better but it was still pretty good.

Beau sprinkles marshmallows on our s’mores dessert dip.

Easter Vigil 2026 – I extensively described our Easter Sunday but I didn’t write anything about our Easter Eve. On Saturday night, Sloan and I attended the Easter Vigil at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley). The Easter Vigil is the “mother of all vigils” and is the high point of the liturgical year in the Catholic Church. The service is marked by the lighting of the Paschal candle, extended readings, and the welcoming of new members into the Church. As the Catholic Church enjoys a surge worldwide of people converting to the faith, it was cool to see it at the local level too. St. Mary had more people become Catholic on Saturday night than they have had in years. Thanks be to God!

Sloan holds her candle at the Easter Vigil held at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley) on Saturday, April 4, 2026.

Gas – Back in the early 2020s, I wrote about some pretty out of control gas prices. At one point, I was paying $5.29 per gallon to fill up. With the current Iran conflict, gas prices are climbing toward that direction. Earlier this week I paid $4.89 to fill up which racked up a final total of $70.22. It is hard to believe that I was paying $1.56 per gallon less than 10 years ago.

I paid $70.22 to fill up my tank this week at a station at 32nd and Pines in Spokane Valley.

Hoopfest Tip-Off Party – I will return to Hoopfest in 2026 for my 10th year as a court monitor. The kickoff to the June event was this week at the Hoopfest Tip-Off Party at Northern Quest. I received a couple invites to the bash because of my service as a court monitor and because EWU sponsors the tournament. I took my dad and we had a really nice time. We were given drink tickets, a catered meal from Qdoba, and the opportunity to watch the NCAA men’s basketball championship game on several big screens. We also witnessed the poster reveal and the ball reveal. I can’t wait for Hoopfest 2026!

KHQ sports director Austin Getz (left) and Hoopfest executive director Riley Stockton (right) reveal the poster design for Hoopfest 2026 at the Hoopfest Tip-Off Party earlier this week at Northern Quest.

Cruise Memories – This week has marked the one-year anniversary of our cruise through the Western Caribbean. It was the only cruise I had ever set sail on and a year later I am filled with so many happy memories. I wrote about the experience and what made it such an awesome vacation. If you have never been on one before, you should give it a try just to see if it is an escape that meshes well with your vacation expectations.

Sloan and I living our best lives on Freedom of the Seas during our family’s first ever cruise.

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If I am counting correctly, that’s five topics, meaning my work here is done (for tonight, at least). I am looking forward to a day off tomorrow to spend time with my kids as their spring break winds down. Have a wonderful rest of your week, friends. Don’t Blink.

Dribble-Dribble, Shoot-Shoot: Sloan’s Basketball Season

We made a deal with Sloan. After five seasons of soccer, her enthusiasm was starting to wane. With the spring season approaching, she expressed her desire to hang up the cleats. With the season already paid for (you sign up for fall and spring seasons as a bundle), we wanted her to stick it out.

But then, in the pursuit of keeping her active, we offered Sloan an alternative: Play basketball and you can retire from soccer.

She accepted our offer.

Sloan poses for a picture in her basketball uniform prior to her first game.

Sloan recently finished her first season of basketball for St. Mary. Besides cross country, it was the first sport offered to her at school as she played on the 3rd/4th grade girls team. Before the season started, we took her to the local sporting goods store and bought her some basketball shoes. Our girl was ready to play!

Besides the shoes, she also got a basketball. Her Uncle Glen, Aunt  Carrie, cousin Olivia, and dog mom Jelly Bean gave her this ball for her birthday.

I was a little nervous for her. Sloan received my athletic genes and it wasn’t like she was elated to play in the first place. But thanks to super organized/patient coaches and supportive teammates, the season turned out to be a success.

Sloan takes the court at the beginning of a basketball game against Cataldo Catholic School.

The team played six games on Wednesdays from February – beginning of April. Besides the one home game they hosted, the team traveled to other area Catholic schools for their games. Although I did miss one game, I was able to get off work in time to navigate the Cheney/Spokane traffic so I could attend the other five.

Sloan dribbles the basketball down the courtl during her last game on April 1.

The St. Mary girls proved to be a strong squad. They finished with a 4-2 record and played tough each time they graced the hardwood. They were coachable, worked well together, and practiced good sportsmanship. They were a fun group to watch.

Sloan played on an organized, talented, and supportive team. Big thanks to Troy Gibbs and Dani Golay for coaching the squad.

As for Sloan, she showed signs of improvement throughout the season. She played relentless defense and was never afraid to call for the ball. Her ball handling and decisions she made once she received it progressed as the games went on. Although she might not have scored, she always tried to find the open teammate.

Sloan plays defense during a home basketball game at St. Mary Catholic School (Spokane Valley).

Thanks to Troy Gibbs and Dani Golay for serving as the coaches. It makes a dad feel good that they offered such a positive environment where my daughter could grow and the team could succeed. I also admire Sloan for putting herself out there and trying a new sport. As spring enters full swing, I hope she doesn’t miss soccer too much…but I don’t think she will. Don’t Blink.

Easter 2026

Alleluia! He is risen!

Thanks be to God my family got to spend another Easter together. We took this photo after beautiful Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Yesterday we celebrated Easter Sunday and per usual it was the most glorious day of the year for our family. Because of the magnitude of the day for humanity and the personal emphasis Sid, Sloan, Sid, and I place on it, each year I write a quick post reflecting on how we celebrated it.

Sloan and Beau in their Easter Sunday best as they stand in the vestibule at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Thanks to everyone who made it special…

Our Easter Sunday started at 6 a.m. when everyone awoke. It was a dash down the stairs to see if the Easter Bunny paid a visit overnight. Much to the delight of Sloan and Beau, he did. Their baskets contained clothes, a book, and some candy.

Beau and Sloan scope out their Easter baskets. The Easter Bunny treated them well.

The focal point of the day then took place when we drove to St. Mary Catholic Church for 9 a.m. Easter Sunday mass. My brother, sister-in-law, and niece sat with us in the overflowing quarters of the sanctuary. Speaking of the overflowing quarters, during his homily, Fr. Jeff Lewis spoke about the influx of people not just parish-wide but worldwide joining the Catholic Church. He then preached about an obvious line that separates the world into a pro-Jesus side and anti-Jesus side. He told us to get on the pro-Jesus side. Our family had the honor of bringing down the gifts with our Godson.

Fr. Jeff Lewis concludes Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley). It was beautiful as usual and my family had the blessing of bringing up the gifts.

After mass we caught up with friends and then ventured into the St. Mary parish hall (aka the gym) for fellowship and sweet treats. After a long Lenten season, the cinnamon rolls and donut holes sure tasted good.

Beau and Sloan help themselves to some sweets after Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Back at the house, Beau and I made a dessert dip for our family celebration later that afternoon. Sid then took over the kitchen and made a pizza dip for lunch. While the baking and eating was taking place, we watched a couple videos about Jesus’ death and resurrection.

Our family walking with swagger on Easter Sunday.

We then ventured up north to my parents’ house for our big Reser Easter celebration. My siblings and their families joined us as we all spent most of the afternoon outside as we hung out in lounge chairs, threw the football, and did chalk art.

Sloan and Beau with their cousins just loving the beautiful Eastern Sunday weather.

It was then time to eat as we sat down as a big, happy family to enjoy a ham dinner. As I always say about these meals, the conversation always ends up being better than the food even though everything on the table was incredibly delicious.

Our family sitting around the table for Easter Sunday Dinner 2026.

After Easter dinner, Glen and his wife staged their annual Easter egg hunt for the kids (you can watch the video I made here). This was the first time since my family moved to Spokane that a jacket/sweatshirt wasn’t needed for the hunt. All kids were great sports and had fun. We concluded the Reser Easter celebration with dessert and continued conversation.

Glen and Carrie pose with all the cousins after their annual Easter egg hunt.

Sidney and I returned home just the two of us. My sister took Sloan and Beau to her place to spend the night with their cousins as all the kids are now on spring break. We would close out Easter Sunday by watching some of “Jesus of Nazareth.”

Alleluia! He Is Risen! Sloan celebrates inside the St. Mary Catholic School (Spokane Valley) gym after the Easter Vigil.

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With yesterday’s celebration, we now enter Eastertide, a period of 50 glorious days to celebrate the resurrection. At the beginning of Lent, I referenced a homily from Archbishop Hicks that reflected on the hunger we feel in our hearts during lent. He mentioned that binging on jelly donuts during Fat Tuesday would do little to satisfy our appetite on Ash Wednesday. Well, the same holds true as we enter the Easter Season. Although the season of fasting has passed, the indulgent foods that will now be more accessible to us will do little to satisfy our hunger.

As Archbishop Hicks said seven weeks ago, and it still holds true today, there is only one thing that will fill our hungry souls: Jesus.

Happy Easter. Don’t Blink.

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Girl Scout Cookies Thursday Rundown

I want to start by wishing you a meaningful Holy Thursday. This evening begins the Triduum, the three-day period that ends with Easter Sunday and comprises the holiest portion of the Church calendar. Let’s begin with my latest Thursday Rundown…

Sprite and Milk – On Sunday, Beau asked if he could do a TikTok challenge that encouraged brave souls to mix milk and Sprite together. We have been down this road before, I thought. It was three years ago that Sloan and I made Pilk—a mix of Pepsi and milk. Since I did that taste experiment with Sloan, I figured I would do Sprite + milk with Beau. Although I didn’t try it, Beau said it was delicious. Once his sister saw what he was doing, she even encouraged him to add some flavored syrup to the concoction…which he did. The overall experiment turned out to be a success.

Beau holds his Sprite and milk drink. This was after the flavored syrup was added.

Girl Scout Cookies – I came across this graphic depicting the different varieties of Girl Scout cookies in this past Sunday’s Spokesman-Review. I am yet to try an Exploremores but I would like to soon. After all, it shouldn’t be that hard, Girl Scouts are all over the place right now selling the cookies. Sidney usually buys 6-7 boxes but we haven’t purchased our usual quota yet this year (hint: If you have a Girl Scout who wants an easy sale). Although the price per box has increased from $5 to $6, we should have enough in the budget this year to cover it.

This was the graphic than ran in the Spokesman-Review this past weekend.

Past Easter Eggs – With Easter this Sunday, I thought I would share some of the commercialized posts I have written in the past. First, please take a look at these photos of my children with various different Easter Bunnies and tell me if any of them (the rabbits…not my kids) look normal. Second, if you have a sweet tooth, take a gander at my top five Easter candies. Yes, the classic Cadbury egg is on the list but you will have to follow the link to find out the others, including what I ranked as #1. And third, speaking of Easter eggs, get up to speed on my unsolicited critique of different Easter egg hunt formats.

Sloan and Beau in 2024 with an Easter Bunny they encountered at a neighborhood egg hunt in Camelot Park in north Spokane.

Pizzagaina – I wrote about this Easter delicacy five years ago so I thought it was well past time to sing its praises again. Pizzagaina is an Italian dish made at Easter that will bring a smile to your face. Think of it as a savory pie of goodness. Macaroni and cheese and ham are packed into a flaky crust and then baked. Pizzagaina has been a tradition in my mom’s family for decades and you can always find a freshly made loaf at our family Easter celebrations.

This is the pizzagaina loaf that my mom gave my family in 2021. We ate every bit of it.

Mary and the Women at the Tomb – I started this rundown with Beau and I am going to end it with him too. We were on the campus of St. Augustine Parish/Cataldo School last night for Sloan’s last basketball game. As we were getting into my car after it was over, Beau asked, “Will you take my picture, daddy?” He was standing right next to this Marian statue that depicts her with the other women prior to Jesus’ resurrection. With Easter this weekend, I didn’t think there was anything more appropriate to include in tonight’s Thursday Rundown.

Beau stands next to a Marian statue on the St. Augustine Parish/Cataldo School campus. Have a great Easter, everyone!

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I hope you have a blessed weekend with a very happy Easter. Thanks for reading and praise Jesus. Don’t Blink.

SOLD! The Meaningful Auction Item We Brought Home

This past weekend, Sidney and I attended the St. Mary School Auction. Similar to the first time we attended the event, we were blown away by the generosity of the St. Mary community. The way so many people gave their time, talent, and treasure is something that Sid and I aspire to emulate one day.

Sid and I pose in our backyard before heading off to the 2026 St. Mary Catholic School Auction.

Although we didn’t draw close to the way that many invested in the event, we did manage to come away with an auction item. Lucky for us, it was a very meaningful one.

In addition to the many silent auction and live auction items that people donate, each St. Mary’s class creates its own project/gift to contribute. For example, Beau’s kindergarten class made a cookie jar that is refillable with two dozen cookies each month for the next year (parents of the class take turns baking them each month…I am up in October!). Another class made a framed poster that included a professional black-and-white photo of each student praying. Another class offered up a mirror with inspirational quotes around the frame and signatures of each student on the back.

This cookie jar was the kindergarten class item. Jaysanna Wang was the parent who spearheaded the project and the jar is “refillable” with 2 dozen cookies for the next year. It went for more than $5K.

With the cookie jar way out of our bidding range (it went for $5K+), we set our sights on the project that Sloan’s third grade class worked on. With Sid managing the bidding as I had already left to relieve the babysitter, my wife offered up the winning bid and we took home a table and prayer book.

But of course it wasn’t just an ordinary table or prayer book.

Sloan stands next to the table and holds the prayer book that Sid successfully bid on during the 2026 St. Mary Catholic School Auction. Mrs. Mary Remer and her third graders brought this project to fruition.

Sloan’s teacher, Mrs. Mary Remer, asked her husband to commission an end table that would be cherished by any Catholic family. The center of the table top features a rose, which is a symbol of the Blessed Virgin Mary, intertwined with a rosary. Inscribed around the perimeter of the table are the words to the Hail Mary prayer. It is beautiful!

A look at the table top. It depicts a rose surrounded by a rosary with the words to the “Hail Mary” circulating around the perimeter.

The table, made out of rich wood, includes a lower shelf.

This view shows the lower shelf and how the prayer book is positioned.

That lower shelf is perfect for the prayer book that Sloan and her classmates made. The book is special before you even open it. The cover depicts a colorful cross that was made from the fingerprints of everyone in Sloan’s class.

The prayer book’s cover depicts a colorful cross. The cross was made from the fingerprints of the third grade students and Mary Remer.

You can open up the prayer book to the inside cover to see which paint color matches each student and then on the opposite page is a class photo.

This is the inside cover of the prayer book. It contains the color code of the children’s fingerprints and is opposite a class photo.

Once you start browsing through the pages is when the real humility and faith of Mrs. Remer’s third grade class shines. Each student was given their own section. Each section opens with the featured student’s photo and autobiography. Following each intro are handwritten pages of that particular third grader’s favorite saint quote and their favorite prayers. The prayers range from morning prayers to evening prayers, creed-based prayers to Eucharistic prayers, petition prayers to repentful prayers.

This is the beginning of Sloan’s section. She actually closes the book out.

Sloan is the last entry in the prayer book. After sharing that her favorite color is purple and her best friend is Allison, my daughter used the next several pages to write the prayers of the rosary.

This page is devoted to the “Fatima Prayer,” which was added to the rosary in 1917. Sloan’s classmate, Mateo, created this page.

The past two days I have experienced great joy when walking through the front door to see our new table near the entryway. I am grateful to Mrs. Remer and her husband for undertaking such a significant project. I am impressed by the third grade students for the effort they put forth to help. And, finally, I am humbled by many of my fellow St. Mary parents for the generosity and passion they have for the faith and education of our children. This humility is especially extended to Adam and Anne Mileski (aka the parents of Sloan’s best friend) for inviting us to sit at their table. As always, I am proud to be part of the St. Mary community. Don’t Blink.

The Smell and Agony of Pencils

It is the smell that really still gets me.

I will never forget how mornings started my first couple years of elementary school. Before the school day officially started, our teacher would sit down at an electronic pencil sharpener and we would get in line. When one of us would advance to the front, she would take the writing utensil we held in our hand and shove it into the pencil sharpener.

After about 10 seconds and a cacophony of high pitch noises, she would hand back a freshly sharpened pencil with a long and sharp lead point.

The machine was revolutionary for the time and the result was on-point, but it was that fresh aroma of wood that suggested, Okay, the school day is about to start…get ready, that I can still remember to this day.

But the start-of-morning pencil sharpening ritual ceased around fourth grade when the introduction of mechanical pencils hit our school. I immediately swapped out my traditional pencil with a Bic .7mm mechanical writing mechanism and never looked back.

The introduction of the mechanical pencil didn’t kill the traditional pencil. My kids use the old school writing utensil every night at the homework table.

That was of course until I was able to use pen. Sorry, there is no doubt about what the superior writing utensil is. I just assume avoid something that can be erased, smears the side of my palm, and breaks easily.

Nowadays, I never use a pencil unless I am helping my kids with homework. And based on all the pencils we have in our junk box, you would think my children must be doing homework every waking hour. Thank goodness it is not actually like that.

Unfortunately, it just so happens that about 80% of our million pencils are unsharpened and the ones that are sharpened somehow need to be re-sharpened. Thus, the same routine plays out each night where our kids need to take one of our cheap, handheld sharpeners to sharpen whatever pencil they feel inclined to use that evening while managing to get pencil shavings all over the place.

Yes, we do have a couple mechanical pencils around. In fact, Sidney, who was a teacher, prefers our kids use them because she thinks they allow Sloan and Beau to write more legibly. I just have to get my son to stop clicking the eraser over and over to create a lead point that is over a foot long before he actually uses it to write (and then proceed to break the said lead point).

Even though Sid says mechanical pencils help kids write better, I usually shove a traditional pencil in Beau’s hand because of his tendency to fool around with the mechanical variety.

Did I mention that I prefer pen over pencil?

However, on this National Pencil Day it was kind of nice to wake up and smell the wood. Don’t Blink.

Holy Week 2026: Carrying The Cross

The beginning of Holy Week is here. Can you believe that Ash Wednesday was all the way back on Feb. 17? Now we enter the home stretch to Easter Sunday.

Perhaps I should be more careful with my words. By describing the next several days as the home stretch, it might convey that the road from today through Easter will be easy or quick. Hardly.

The holiest week of the year culminates in the joyful resurrection of Jesus Christ but to get there we must encounter denials, betrayals, injustice, violence, and murder.

Palm Sunday leads off the grind and is pretty much a microcosm of Holy Week itself. This morning the opening gospel reading depicted Jesus’ triumphant entry into Jerusalem as crowds paved his way with palms and shouted “Hosana!” However, the heroic sentiment quickly turned to shouts of “Crucify Him”. Christ’s Passion is not for the faint of heart.

Sloan and Beau stand outside St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley) after Palm Sunday mass this morning. Palm Sunday is the beginning of Holy Week and a great reminder how we can profess to love Jesus Christ but then quickly betray him.

During his homily today at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley), Deacon Dan Glatt likened the change of heart from the crowd to our own sins. There is no doubt that some of the same people who laid palms for Jesus would later demand his crucifixion, swaying Pilate to put him to death. However, Christ didn’t die simply because of cruel public opinion. He also died for our sins—the minor and major misgivings we commit each day. In the same way that the crowd pledged allegiance to Jesus but then turned on him, we do the exact same thing by calling ourselves Christians and then sinning. We need to own our culpability in the death of Jesus.

One way we can do this during Holy Week is to carry the cross. During his Passion, Christ painstakingly carried the barbaric mechanism of his death until he received assistance from an onlooker who carried some of the load. We need to always do our part to carry the load, too. However, as Fr. Leonard Mary explained in a homily I watched before my family headed to church this morning, Holy Week provides an opportunity to perhaps carry more weight than we usually do.

So what does it mean to carry the cross? Well, we can start by denying our own desires and embracing suffering. We can be especially cognizant of our sinfulness and do whatever we can to choose holiness instead. When we feel like the load is too heavy to carry, we can summon the strength to go a little further.

Thus, instead of treating Holy Week as the home stretch of Lent, let’s consider it the pinnacle. That way, when we arrive at Easter Sunday, instead of finding ourselves at the end of a road, we will instead find ourselves reinvigorated and inspired by Christ’s resurrection to continue on the path to salvation. Don’t Blink.

No Pizza Thursday Rundown

It has definitely felt like spring around here which I guess makes sense…the first official day of spring was this past Friday. So as we enjoy warmer temperatures and tend our gardens, let me contribute to the positive vibes with my latest Thursday Rundown…

Ice Cream For All – I left the “after party” portion out of Sloan’s birthday bash blog post so let me fill you in. After we finished at Lush, we took the girls down the block for lunch at Red Robin. However, we had to switch gears when we were told that it would be a 45-minute wait. We instead ushered everyone across the street to the food court of River Park Square. It was there that I planned to buy a couple pizzas from Sbarro for everyone to enjoy. There was just one problem: Sbarro had not a single slice of pizza to sell that day (not kidding). Thinking on our feet, Sid and I just decided to take the kids to the Ben & Jerry’s stand in the mall. After they had their cones I expressed how sorry I was that we didn’t feed them a real lunch. No one seemed to mind.

Sloan and her friends enjoy ice cream cones from Ben & Jerry’s inside River Park Square.

Song Sung Blue – This week I watched “Song Sung Blue” and really enjoyed it. The film is about a recovering alcoholic and musician who becomes a Neil Diamond impersonator while falling in love and adding his girlfriend (and then wife) to his act. After the disappointment of Springsteen: Deliver Me From Nowhere, this latest musical biopic truly hit the mark. Of course you have the awesome music throughout but there is more. The film kept me guessing between reality and dream throughout its duration and all the acting performances are superb. I found the character of Mike Sardina (the Neil Diamond impersonator played by Hugh Jackman) to be inspiring in an everyday guy kind of way. I recommend!

I think you should give “Song Sung Blue” a chance. It will give you some vibes.

Happy Birthday, Kenny – Today is Kenny Chensey’s 58th birthday. I think it is worth mentioning just because this blog is named after one of Chesney’s songs. I have been a true fan of the singer for 20 years and have enjoyed the opportunity to see him perform live multiple times. Kenny, please let me tell you one thing: Don’t Blink, 58 years go faster than you think.

One of the times I saw Kenny Chesney perform was on College Gameday when he was the guest picker. The show that week (Sept. 2014) was in Columbia, SC, and if you look closely at the arrow you will see your favorite blogger. But at the desk is Kenny Chesney on the left, Lee Corso (wearing the mascot head) in the middle, and Kirk Herbstreit on the right.

French Fries As Main Course – Yesterday I read an article from the Washington Post titled Make Fries the Star. It was a piece that encouraged all of us amateur cooks to consider and embrace ways to make French fries the star of a meal. Usually fries are relegated as a side (albeit one of the most prominent sides) but the WaPost author told readers to think a little more creatively. Believe it or not, my family has been thinking “more creatively” for 30 years. A marquee Friday night meal in the Reser household growing up was chili cheese fry bowls. My mom would bake curly fries and we would drop them into a bowl. We would then top that first layer with chili, cheese, onions, and whatever else we desired. I still enjoy them to this day.

Now is the time to share one of my favorite info charts of all-time. This list is lovely.

A Dozen Years Ago – On this date 12 years ago, I wrote about a road rage incident I had to break up. But I prefer the blog post I wrote a day later on March 27, 2014. This entry entailed me counting down the top five country music stars I met according to kindness/genuineness. I won’t spoil the whole list for you but I will include one of the photos below (spoiler alert: Kenny Chesney is not on the list…I have never met him before).

This is me with Dierks Bentley many years ago.

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Holy Week begins this weekend with Palm Sunday. Hope everyone has a blessed end to March as we enter the holiest time of the year. Don’t Blink.

Butcher Knives

Over the past five years, I have engaged in a recurring debate with our family priest. Yes, I admit it, I argue with our priest. But to know Fr. Jeff Lewis and the relationship we have with him would taper any astonishment you have over such a seemingly sacrilegious act on my part.

Fr. Jeff takes a photo with our family after he blessed our house. You would think since he does such nice things for us that I wouldn’t argue with him 😂.

Anyway, the debate centers on this: The merits of digital media to evangelize and promote the case for Christ and the Church.

As you can probably guess, I am a proponent of the wide-reaching positive impact that Catholic-based social media, blogs, e-newsletters, podcasts, and more can have on believers and non-believers alike. Fr. Jeff is more skeptical.

But this past weekend when Fr. Jeff wrote his weekly pastor’s column on the topic, he ended the very well-thought-out piece with an even better final notion…

The internet and other digital media are like any other tool, such as butcher knives: they sure can be helpful…and, if mis-used, very dangerous.

I thought his conciliatory statement hit the mark and provided guidance that I can totally rally behind. If you have time, you should read his entire column as he directly addresses topics such as internet traps (online gambling, porn, etc.), YouTube, and social media.

Fr. Jeff and my family playing some Bingo. We may have very well debated the merits of digital media at this table!

He also touched on one final digital media “plague” that anyone who attends any church of any belief is probably all-too-familiar with: phishing scams.

It happens all too often. People receive text messages and/or emails from their pastor asking for money or gift cards. The “Pastor Jones” impersonator says it is urgent and that he can’t speak on the phone at the moment. But if you just donate, the priest or pastor explains, you will help the poor or support an important charity.

Folks fall for this all the time. Well-meaning and elderly are especially prone to the scam. And it is rampant. Like seriously rampant.

I have attended events hosted by other Christian denomination churches and ended up on their email lists. Sure enough, I receive the same communications from those pastors warning of the scam and offering the same, “I will never text you for money…” spiel that either Fr. Jeff or our parish secretary recites every month. Seriously folks, watch out for the people who are vulnerable in your faith communities.

I do prefer the approach that my parish takes with these cases after issuing the standard few sentences about how Fr. Jeff would never do such a thing. After the copy and paste warning is out of the way that every other church uses, ours always ends with the following: Please say a Hail Mary for the conversion and repentance of those perpetrating these scams.

Yes, let’s do that. Don’t Blink.

Chuck Norris Memories

I was shocked to hear of Chuck Norris’ death last week. Apparently, the Spokesman-Review post I once retweeted wasn’t accurate.

In the end, Chuck Norris didn’t beat death.

But in all seriousness, I did feel disappoint that Norris had died. The man figured prominently in my childhood, especially when it came to Saturday nights.

Just five things about Chuck Norris…

1. My siblings and I grew up big fans of “Walker, Texas Ranger.” In fact, after suffering through extremely early bedtimes for most of our childhoods, my parents would let the three of us watch the new “Walker” episodes when they would premiere on CBS at 10 p.m. on Saturday nights. Such nice memories.

2. Believe it or not, my grandma was a big Chuck Norris fan. Nothing gave her more of a thrill in her latter years than when Norris would perform his martial arts on bad guys.

3. I found the non-Walker version of Chuck Norris via constant infomercials for Total Gym. They were a little painful to watch and Norris never seemed to bring a lot of personality to those spots but he definitely saturated the exercise market.

4. I just started college when the Chuck Norris memes really started to take off. In fact, I remember people in my residence hall writing the Norris jokes on the dry erase portions of their doors.

5. Chuck Norris was great because even though he was a superstar and billed as the toughest man in the world, he was also relatable. He just seemed to embody a “regular guy” mystique. Norris actually reminded me of a normal dad who lived a few houses down from where I grew up.

Chuck Norris was THE MAN on “Walker, Texas Ranger.” I sure enjoyed watching it on Saturday nights with my brother and sister.

Let’s pray for the repose of Chuck Norris’ soul. May eternal rest be grant unto Chuck Norris, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon him. Don’t Blink.