The new selection of the Catholic Book Club is a collection of poems about the saints.

Wherever the church has flourished, it is because men and women gave their lives as witness to a love that is stronger than death. Father Alvan I. Amadi writes that the saints of North America are proof of the church’s vitality.

What began here on earth is lost, mostly without a trace. But who looks for the seed that died when the mighty tree raises its leafed branches to the sky?

James K. A. Smith's new book seems to have been written largely with disaffected evangelicals in mind, those who have “been there, done that and left the stupid Christian T-Shirt at home.”

Fr. Theodore Hesburgh's somewhat idiosyncratic relation to St. John Henry Newman’s capacious mind on Catholic higher education.

As Cummings notes, our future saints, some of whom have already passed beyond the veil, will disclose to us as much about ourselves and our church as they will about their own heroic virtue.