On faith, prayer, and the quiet journey of the spiritual life.
There is a particular kind of hunger that no meal can satisfy. You may have felt it — that restlessness that lingers even after a good day, that sense of incompleteness that follows you from achievement to achievement, from distraction to distraction. The ancient philosophers knew it. The mystic...
Read reflectionThere is something achingly human about the crowd's question to Jesus in today's Gospel. They had just witnessed the miracle of the loaves and fishes — bread multiplied from almost nothing, thousands fed on a hillsid...
Read more →There is a restlessness in the human heart that no meal can satisfy. We pursue, we acquire, we consume — and still the hunger returns. The crowd in today's gospel knows this restlessness intimately. Just a day earlie...
Read more →There is something painfully relatable about Cleopas and his companion on the road to Emmaus. They are walking away from Jerusalem, the city where everything had fallen apart. Just days before, the man they had stake...
Read more →There is something painfully familiar about the scene that opens today's Gospel. Evening has fallen. The disciples of Jesus climb into a boat and push off from shore toward Capernaum. The One they love is not with th...
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