On faith, prayer, and the quiet journey of the spiritual life.
There is something quietly radical about the scene at Jacob's Well. It is noon — the hottest hour of the day — and Jesus is sitting alone, tired from his journey, resting beside a well that carries centuries of Jewish memory. Jacob dug this well. His sons drank from it. It is sacred ground. And ...
Read reflectionThere is a moment in the Parable of the Prodigal Son that theologians, artists, and saints have returned to for two thousand years, and yet it never loses its power. A young man, having squandered everything his fath...
Read more →Every year, the same jokes appear in Catholic circles. "What are you giving up for Lent?" Chocolate. Social media. Complaining. And every year, by March 15th or so, most of those things are quietly reinstated. There ...
Read more →There is a breathtaking audacity in the Parable of the Wicked Tenants. Jesus stands in the Temple courts, surrounded by the chief priests and Pharisees — men of considerable religious authority — and tells them a sto...
Read more →There is a gate in today's Gospel that most of us walk past without noticing. It sits at the edge of the rich man's property, unremarkable in its plainness, ordinary in its quiet. And there, just outside it, lies Laz...
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