Author: Rev. Tim Yanni

               When you think of a “good television family,” who do you think of? Ozzy and Harriet? The Cleavers? The Banks family on the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? Tim and Jill Taylor and their boys on Home Improvement? Carrie and

               Recently I attended a comedy show that wasn’t very good. I suspect, based on the size of the venue and the absence of a marquee sign with the performers’ names, that these were comedians who were just getting their

               I have on my desk a letter dated May 25, 2006. The letter, written by a priest and addressed to his congregation, discusses the importance of children in the liturgy. In the letter, the priest mentions a lesson he

               When I was a kid, I loved to watch movies, television, and sports. Based on the movies, TV shows, and sports that I’d watch, my friends and I would create games of our own. We pretended we were Batman

               When I was a kid, I always wanted to be “the best”. If I wasn’t the best at something, then I didn’t want to do it at all. I wanted to score better than all of my classmates on

               Around this time of year, it always feels like there’s a lot of “looking ahead” going on. Students are completing their academic years and they are looking ahead to whatever comes next. If they are graduates, then they are

               When I was a kid, my family’s “love language” was food. As Italian-Americans, food was a focal point for our gatherings. Italian food—pizzas, pastas, breads, etc.—tend to have a lot of calories and carbohydrates. And Italian foods were our

               Back in the 1990s, a children’s television program took the United States by storm. Barney, a big, purple tyrannosaurs rex, won over the hearts of toddlers across the country. In his television program, Barney & Friends, Barney sang, danced,

               Have you ever noticed that priests and other members of the clergy traditionally wear black clothing? In the old days, it was actually quite common to see a priest walking around town wearing a long black robe called a

               At this point in our pastoral relationship, you’re probably not surprised to hear this: I’m a bit of a rule breaker. I enjoy having fun with the rules and I enjoy pushing boundaries a little bit. Not because I’m