Given that many of you are likely reading this on the beach, or in transit to your summer destination, I thought I’d offer you some lighter fare here.
Catholic Identity
Patricia Lockwood was the daughter of a priest—and everyone knew it.
‘I saw the Catholic Church from the inside, like a tauntaun.’
If you’re so depressed you can’t get off the floor, how can you get into the confessional?
Talking about mental health isn’t easy. And when you throw faith into the mix it often becomes even harder. Many Catholics mistakenly think that needing mental health treatment amounts to a kind of spiritual failure. This week, we talk with writer Simcha Fisher, author of The Sinner’s Guide to Natural Family Planning, about how she […]
The church is a big tent. But it does have walls.
The Body of Christ is kind of a mess, but by God, at least we’re all headed in the same general direction.
Father James Martin: L.G.B.T. Catholics have been treated like dirt. We can do better.
One year ago, a gunman opened fire in Pulse, a gay nightclub in Orlando, Fla., killing 49 people in the deadliest mass shooting in modern U.S. history. This week, Father James Martin tells us why he was disappointed with how many church leaders spoke about the attack (very few uttered the word “gay”)—and what he’s […]
Brian Doyle once wrote, ‘stories are prayers.’ He has left us with many.
For much longer than a moment, let us consider the revered Catholic writer’s literary generosity.
Can owning a dog make you a better Catholic? Mine did.
When you replace “God” with “Dog” in a lot of Bible verses, they became startlingly apt commentary.
The case for dragging your bored teens (and tired self) to Mass
My boys’ complaints about going to church and my refusal to capitulate to them are themselves a kind of ritual.
I thought Good Catholics didn’t need therapy. Then I went.
I was Catholic. You pray, you receive the sacraments, you imitate the saints. What more guidance do you need?
Under the Gaze of Dorothy Day: Living with my grandmother’s faith
My grandmother, Dorothy Day, believed that to lose one’s faith was the greatest sadness.
