Have yourself a defiant little Christmas
In those long ago days of Christmas innocence when it always snowed gently in a starry and windless night, my parents would hustle my sisters and me into the back seat of the car, and we would drive slowly, snow crunching under the frozen tires, into the neighborhoods of the rich to see the lights.
What are you waiting for?
Try this for Advent: Next time you are forced to cool your heels, see the wait as a spiritual invitation.
Advent is the liturgical season of vigilance or, to put it more mundanely, of waiting. During the four weeks prior to Christmas, we light the candles of our Advent wreaths and put ourselves in the spiritual space of the Israelite people who, through many long centuries, waited for the coming of the Messiah.
A reading from the prophet Bonnie: An Advent essay
God’s messengers are often just as surprising as the words they bear.
Advent always opens me up. Just when I think I am in control of my life and ministry, I am confronted by the challenges of a new liturgical year. The prophets get under my skin. The gospels splash my soul to surprise and awaken me.
All in the family
A journalist tries to get the real scoop on his cousin the saint.
The halls of Riuniti Hospital in Reggio Calabria were bustling that summer day with white-coated doctors and orderlies. The P.A. system blared as southern Italians waited in long lines for care. I had come for something else. I had come to see a medicine man about a miracle.
Death takes a holiday
In San Marcos de Tlatazola—and throughout Mexico—El Dia de los Muertos reunites the living with the dead.
San Marcos de Tlatazola must have been old when Columbus reached the New World.
Hemmed in on all sides by the cloud-mottled peaks of the Sierra Madre, the village is located in southern Mexico in an arid landscape of few trees, abundant cacti, and an occasional field of spindly corn.
Not holier than thou
Read enough about our tradition’s holy role models, one saint afficionado says, and you’ll start to believe you can be one, too.
I came to the stories of the saints in a rather unusual way—and one I don’t expect any of you to share: I wrote for a Catholic homily preparation resource, and part of that work involved saying something about the feast days of the saints in the liturgical calendar. To do that, I had to read up on them.
A pilgrim’s way home
Twenty-five years after Archbishop Romero's assassination, one Salvadoreña visits people and places that carry on his message.
Ana María Pineda, R.S.M.
In the evening of March 24, 1980, Archbishop Oscar Arnulfo Romero of El Salvador was shot and killed while celebrating Mass in the chapel on the grounds of Divine Providence hospital. His enemies rejoiced while the poor of El Salvador wept.
Thenaming in 1997 of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux as a "Doctor of the church" by Pope John Paul II caused Catholics around the world to ask what the term means, what its history is, and what the significance of the title is, both for the one honored and for theCatholic tradition in general.
They did it their way
Your book All Saints tells the stories of a broad range of saints-some officially canonized and some not, some Catholic or Christian, some not. How did you select whom to include?