Festival of Encounter

October 19, 2015

Vol.213 / No.11

October 19, 2015

BUMPER TO BUMPER MASS. The World Meeting of Families closing celebration along the Benjamin Franklin Parkway in Philadelphia.
Drew Christiansen, S.J.October 07, 2015

Ron Murphy, S. J., a Georgetown University German professor, was returning from the Catholic University of America, where Pope Francis had celebrated the canonization of St. Junípero Serra, when a woman approached him. “Father, Father,” she exclaimed, “this pope is wonderful. This

A HOMECOMING. People sing during a Mass for young adults at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York, Dec. 10.
Kaya OakesOctober 07, 2015

In the fall of 2013, gentrification arrived in my working-class North Oakland neighborhood. The rent ticked up month after month. Then one day, the landlord called to notify us he was putting the house on the market. Because of an influx of highly paid tech workers into the Bay Area, the house liste

Jerome MillerOctober 07, 2015

It has become a commonplace of spirituality that we are meant to live in the present. Thoreau, whose spirituality is so widely revered today, aspired to “toe that line,” and found support for his aspiration in the Bhagavad Gita, one of the most ancient spiritual classics. Today, countles

Of Many Things
Matt Malone, S.J.October 07, 2015

Catholic justices begin new SCOTUS term with Red Mass

Letters
Our readersOctober 07, 2015

Exposing Euthanasia“Tired of Living” (9/21), by John Conley, S.J., regarding euthanasia in the Netherlands, is on target. But there’s trouble here in the United States as well. Dr. William Toffler, a physician in Portland, Ore., in a Wall Street Journal op-ed (8/18), recently expos

Pope Francis shakes hands with an inmate bearing a tatto at the Curran-Fromhold Correctional Facility in Philadelphia Sept. 27. (CNS photo/L'Osservatore Romano, handout)
Editorials
The EditorsOctober 07, 2015

Why mass incarceration became the norm, and how we can fix it

Faith in Focus
Jeffrey EssmannOctober 07, 2015

My grandmother’s rosary was of amethyst-colored beads and a small silver crucifix, gray-black with tarnish. She kept it on the bureau in her bedroom near a holy card of St. Jude and a talcum powder box made of imitation satin. She’d put it in a special pouch—an old change purse, ac