Along the roads in Troyes, France, I walked with my confreres on the same paths taken by the first Oblates and celebrated our founders in many ways. How did this experience deepen my connection to the Obaltes and the Obalte mission?...

I recently walked the same path St. Francis de Sales once took. As I stood, I watched a cow straining to reach the grass just beyond the fence, while ignoring the field around her. Do you know that feeling of fighting the fence and forgetting the field? How often do we look past the blessings God has in front of us?