Caring for my senior dog was a masterclass in that Lenten refrain: “Remember you are dust and to dust you shall return.” It was my soul that she was training.

Loving God: As Francis, our beloved pope, suffers from grave illnesses, we come before you in prayer.

The heart of St. Roque lay in the display case in front of me. It still held the power of life and evangelization, announcing its presence at the very moment when I most needed faith and consolation.

When I worked for U.S.A.I.D., I was not a churchgoer, but the moral vision was clear: We Americans, in our affluence, must reach out to those in need with generosity.

Taking antidepressants doesn’t mean you trust God less.

Without the innkeeper, the parable of the Good Samaritan falls apart and the good deed falls short.