During my pilgrimage I wanted to learn and discover more about God.
Faith in Focus
American idyll: Catholic Worker and reality T.V.
The reality of building community
The very gate of Heaven: Looking for God with my 4-year-old daughter
“Where is my home?” I assured her that her home was with us, right here, forever. Two years later, we stood before a judge in a wood-paneled courtroom and she officially became our daughter.
Was bombing Japan the only option?
What could have morally justified killing 140,000 people, most of whom were civilians?
Punctuating Our Days: The Liturgy of the Hours recalls God’s abiding presence.
Punctuation can make a world of difference in our understanding of written communication. Consider, for example, the following sentences: “Let’s eat, Uncle Larry!” and “Let’s eat Uncle Larry!”Each sentence is composed of the same words. But a single punctuation ma
After an infant’s heart surgery, one father’s lessons from the heart
My first days as a father in the I.C.U.
Vocation Crisis: A mother comes to terms with her son’s priesthood.
My children claim it is often hard to get my attention. I am apt to wander in and out of conversations. I’m often late and easily distracted. I can spend too much time working and not enough time with my family. But when it comes to the big things, when my children are lost or hurt or heading
In Defense of Altar Girls: Lessons learned while serving at Mass
It is a Sunday morning in 1992, and I am 10 years old and visiting relatives in the midwest. We head to church, pile into a pew, sit, stand and then sing the entrance hymn at Mass. I happen to look up from my missalette just as two girls who are about my age walk up the aisle; they are wea
Adoption and the Christian life
For our family, adoption has come to mean much more than what we thought it did on that Sunday afternoon.
Do Not Miss This: Moments of grace at the Easter Vigil
I watch for it every Easter vigil, and every Easter vigil it happens—this Easter vigil right in front of me where I sat in the second row of the chapel expressly to see it; and once again I nearly burst into tears, because it is so beautiful and subtle and gentle and heartrending and amazing,
