Parishioner Testimonials
“I'm a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.” - Mother Teresa of Calcutta
The Eucharist Through a Boy’s Eyes
By Eamon Heath
My name is Eamon Heath, and I am a nine-year-old boy who goes to St. Max Church…
When God Interrupted Our Wedding Plans
By Allie Marcum & Samuel Peterson
God’s call didn’t come in a way I expected or wanted, it came through a big argument with my brother…
Woven by His Hand
By Anthony Peterson & Nadia Kiser
A lot of us grow up in homes where, with the best intentions, our parents give us the freedom to figure out faith on our own…
God’s Little Reminders
By Sarah and Matt Lewis
When we first sat down to write about our marriage, we couldn’t help but chuckle- what do we know about marriage?
God Never Stops Pursuing Us
By Jon Conner, C.C. Applicant
The first time I thought about the possibility of the priesthood was in third grade while watching the election of a new pope…
Offering Up Our Broken Hearts
By an anonymous parishioner
We brought home a baby boy. And another. And a third one. Through the years, we raised them and shared a lot of smiles. We laughed a lot and still do. We were blessed to send them…
The Gift We Don’t Think About
By Cindy Johantges
Fifteen years ago, my family found ourselves in the position that many people find themselves…
Being Open to God’s Plan
By Teri Dean
I first wrote about our Natural Family Planning (NFP) journey...
Not Just Another Fish Fry
By Keith King
As I was working the St. Max Fish Fry, I looked out across the gym floor at all the patrons and had to laugh to myself in disbelief. Just the previous year, I was attending the Fish Fry with my kids and was not even a member of the church. In fact, I was not even a member of any church…
A Husband’s Love & Devotion
By Blessed Encounters Ministry
Bob, a newer member of the St. Max community, talks lovingly about Pat, his wife of 58 years…
The Gift of a Catholic Funeral
By Lakmé Kodros
Many of us grow up thinking that funerals and grief are things to avoid…
The Two Chalices
By Debby Kellner
My first real memories of Mass are from Catholic grade school, where we would attend Mass once a week as a class…
What’s your story?
If you feel called to share your personal encounter of Christ, we would love to share it with our parish family! Your witness, by name or anonymously, could touch others at all stages in life. To learn more about this opportunity, please contact communications@saint-max.org.