I am a black priest in a predominantly white, rural parish. Answering this question is more urgent than ever.

How can I pontificate about Christ’s presence with those who suffer and not put my body where Christ’s is?

We have been crying out this question for centuries. But we cannot cry it alone anymore.

Racism, as St. John Paul II said, is one of the most “persistent and destructive evils” in the United States. And I have to acknowledge my own participation in it, writes James Martin, S.J.

A litany for oxygen from a black Jesuit.

Come, Holy Spirit, to our suffering world, sick with a killing virus and everywhere threatened with silent death.