Can St. Anthony help me find my keys?

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Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons

When my mother was a girl, she lost a ring that meant a lot to her. Given that she was a very devout child, she did what any right-thinking Italian American in her neighborhood would do: Go to the statue of St. Anthony of Padua in church and pray for the ring’s return. A few days later she was passing the statue, and at the feet of St. Anthony lay her ring. Miracle? Or the work of someone—maybe a janitor—who found the ring and put it in a place where its owner would likely find it?


Mountain man

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Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons
Forty years after his untimely death, Thomas Merton continues to inspire us to climb new spiritual peaks.

Few writers of the past century have had as big an impact on so many people as Thomas Merton (1915-1968). His readers ranged from popes to high school students, from astronauts to taxi drivers, from mystics to people trying to decide if God exists. His interests were as wide ranging as the Milky Way, from prayer and contemplation to war and peace, from every aspect of Christianity to aspects of Buddhism and other religions.


Mountain man

By Jim Forest| Print this pagePrint | Email this pageShare
Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons
Forty years after his untimely death, Thomas Merton continues to inspire us to climb new spiritual peaks.

Few writers of the past century have had as big an impact on so many people as Thomas Merton (1915-1968). His readers ranged from popes to high school students, from astronauts to taxi drivers, from mystics to people trying to decide if God exists. His interests were as wide ranging as the Milky Way, from prayer and contemplation to war and peace, from every aspect of Christianity to aspects of Buddhism and other religions.


Standing room only: Creating a crowded creche

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Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons
When admittance to the nativity scene is free and open to the public, Bethlehem can get a little crowded—but the creche is enriched because of it.

I don’t have pictures of myself sitting terrified on Santa’s lap. Despite his slow but certain infiltration into the traditional Spanish Christmas, he has never been able to dethrone the Wise Men who, flanked by pages, still sit in department stores and city squares to listen to children whose wishes they will fulfill the day after their parades on January 6.


Standing room only: Creating a crowded creche

By Santiago Cortes-Sjoberg| Print this pagePrint | Email this pageShare
Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons
When admittance to the nativity scene is free and open to the public, Bethlehem can get a little crowded—but the creche is enriched because of it.

I don’t have pictures of myself sitting terrified on Santa’s lap. Despite his slow but certain infiltration into the traditional Spanish Christmas, he has never been able to dethrone the Wise Men who, flanked by pages, still sit in department stores and city squares to listen to children whose wishes they will fulfill the day after their parades on January 6.


Watch: 5 questions with Laurie Brink, O.P.

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Article Scripture and Theology
We shouldn’t get hung up on the details surrounding Jesus’ birth, says this Bible scholar. As with any scripture story, there’s more here than meets the eye.

Away from the manger: An Advent Essay

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Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons
As pieces of Teresa’s nativity set traverse afar, her niece catches unexpected glimpses of the Incarnation.

Do this in memory

By Ann O'Connor| Print this pagePrint | Email this pageShare
Article Saints, Feasts, and Seasons Spirituality
Gathering and displaying reminders of lost loved ones can connect us to our own personal communion of saints.

One day a friend of mine called a classmate from college with whom she had not talked in years, only to learn that the woman’s 7-month-old baby had recently died. Resisting her impulse to end the conversation quickly, my friend was inspired to ask what the baby was like. She must have been the first person to ask this question of the mother because her simple question released a flood of memories and they talked for a good, long time.


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