Everything that she was, formed who he became.

Reformers might rail against sacred images, but, at Christmas, the world turns Catholic to gaze upon the Christ child.

Whatever else the virgin birth may be, it doesn’t represent the domestication of the divine.

A child cannot be grasped, like an object. A child can only be caressed, which is to touch without possessing.

Confidence in God makes Jesus sinless for us. Hope in humanity, in ourselves, does the same for Mary.

A crucified God is not the status quo, and it is isn’t made into the acceptable, the intellectually palatable, by the proclamation of the resurrection.

Seeing fully, praising perfectly, and finding satisfaction in a wholeness never obtained in this life: small wonder that eternal life sounds a bit like the birds, flying overhead.

A king, like a president, is more than a politician. He must be a shepherd, one who leads by trust.

If human progress itself is God’s agent of change, why does God, or humanity, need a church?

Who we are in heaven is all about who we have loved on earth.