If someone asked me what was the most joyful day of my life, I would answer immediately that it was on Sept. 7, 1991. That’s when JoAnn and I were married at 1 p.m. I’ve been writing about our wedding anniversary every year since then, either in this spiritual column or in my humor column.

I have mined the joy of that day so many times that I wasn’t sure how to approach it differently, until a few days ago when I read an article I have been “getting around” to read for the past three years. It was written by Father Dwight Longenecker, an Anglican priest who became a Catholic priest, about St. Thérèse of Lisieux, a cloistered Carmelite nun who died at 24 nearly 122 years ago.

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