I live with chronic pain, and often it seems like no one really understands what this means. Having chronic pain, especially as a young person, can often feel lonely and isolating.
Faith in Focus
I lost my baby and my father. But not my trust in God.
My parents instilled in me the lesson that no matter what life threw at me, God would always be there to guide me.
I won the cooking competition ‘Chopped.’ But as a Catholic sister, my ministry focuses on a deeper hunger.
My vocation is about a far deeper encounter than a TV show about food can offer, and years later I discovered one of the most profound manifestations of this among children before the Bread of Life himself.
Catholics need better conversations about women’s sexual health. Here are 3 places to start.
Better sexual education can help uphold the dignity of women’s embodied existence and diminish damaging stigmas.
My Hispanic Heritage Month message to my newborn son: Don’t be ashamed of your Latin American roots
It is important to recognize and celebrate the history of Latinos in the U.S., especially in the church, where the majority of Catholics under 30 have Latin American roots.
‘Where were you?’ The staff of America remembers September 11, 2001.
Here at America we have a wide variety of ages and backgrounds; our youngest colleagues are 22 years of age, our most senior is 84. As a result, our experiences of Sept. 11, 2001, differ markedly.
The year the Twin Towers fell, the Yankees lost the World Series—and God could do nothing about it.
That heartbreaking baseball defeat seeming to distill and crystallize all of it; pointing to something so bleak, sad and hopeless tucked into the fabric of everything.
Pro-life Catholics: You can’t end abortion without taking on the patriarchy.
Until all structures of sexism are transformed and the patriarchal mores in our hearts and relationships are converted, there will always be unwanted pregnancies.
I am not old enough to remember 9/11. But it matters that I carry on the memories of others.
A college student reflects on the duty we have to carry on the memories of Sept. 11, 2001—even if we aren’t old enough to remember the day.
Retirement taught me this hard truth: We are all replaceable.
I have found that there’s more to life than work. That I am replaceable in my job but urgently needed in other roles and relationships in my life.
