One day last week, a package came in the mail. I opened the box to find these four books. At first I didn't see any packing slip or information that would explain who these were from and why they decided to mail them to me.

"Oh my gosh," I told Paul, "what did I write and how have I forgotten about it?" Based on these titles, it was a real humdinger.

After a few minutes, we found the paper with information on why these books were mailed to me. It's from a Catholic book company wanting to contact the Family Editor at our diocesan newspaper. Kyrie Eleison is all I've got to say.