We ascribe to God as many accolades and words of praise as we can manage. We speak of […]
Her hand shot up. “So, you’re saying that there are terrible criminals that will get to go to […]
We are all familiar with greatness. Maybe not from firsthand experience, maybe we are not great ourselves, but […]
From the cross Jesus said “It is finished.” His head dropped and He gave up the spirit. The […]
I have a rendezvous with DeathAt some disputed barricade,When Spring comes back with rustling shadeAnd apple-blossoms fill the […]
Our Lord seems to have had a strange relationship with death. Often the way he acted around it […]
It is a most pleasurable and painful need of His image. To speak, to sing, to form, to […]
Simon of Cyrene was frightened that he would be stuck carrying this damn cross all the way up […]
Every Sunday, she was distracted by that picture. Tried not to look for too long, because it made her uncomfortable, but she couldn’t get it out of her head. And there, just on a forgotten wall down the church hall. She thought maybe they should have covered up that picture years ago, like all the other ones. But for some reason, they forgot this one.
I was talking with a friend of mine the other day about our current state of public discourse and the political climate in our country. Our conversation covered everything from the practice of law on a local level to the impeachment trial being played out for political theater in DC. One of the things that seemed certain to us both is how perhaps the greatest challenge anyone faces in our day is the ability to change their minds, to see things from a different point of view, to admit wrongs and happily go forward in a new direction. Instead of seeking and discovery, there are entrenched views where the other side is shouted down and one happily roams about in their own echo chamber. Perhaps the ability to change is a dying art. Perhaps the rise of the internet and social media has made it unlikely one will change. If this is so, I think we should all be saddened by it. Life has become somewhat less, darker and bleak.