Every step of my sister’s pilgrimage was a prayer, and I tried to follow in the path she made.
Faith Matters
Faithful responses to work, family, and everyday life
Image: Abbey of Our Lady of Saint-Remy, Wallonia, Belgium. Some rights reserved by Luca Galuzzi.
The ailing young man wanted to be face to face with God. I opened my shoebox.
How can we overcome our anxiety? And should we even try?
"I'm not afraid of marrying you," said the young groom. "I'm afraid of losing you."
Most religions acknowledge the contingencies and paradoxes of human life. Not this one.
“You’ve talked about a lot of things,” says your refiner’s fire. “Which is the one that really matters?”
I’ve never read Augustine’s City of God cover to cover. So I joined a Twitter experiment to help me get through it.
We stood along the highway in a blizzard, trying to hitchhike. We started reciting Bible verses to pass the time.
We stood along the highway in a blizzard, trying to hitchhike. We started reciting Bible verses to pass the time.
If Benedict’s Rule is a text of resistance, what does it help us resist?
We need to study peace a lot harder than those who are studying war.
Martin Luther isn’t the only theologian for whom we celebrate a major anniversary this year.
They were black, Latino, and white. They were whispering and laughing together.
Dwelling in the edgelands can help us find what’s most hidden.
We are God’s artifacts—beautiful, incomplete, and mysterious.
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