We are an impatient lot. But even in our restlessness and petulance, we are not forgotten.Continue reading
I am, at best, a mediocre ball-striker. As such, I know well when I have experienced a moment of grace in a golf match.Continue reading
The Easter event warps time, we’re told, at least in a liturgical sense.Continue reading
For a time, Jesus, your lifeless body is held in the tomb. But soon enough your Paschal Mystery cannot be contained.Continue reading
Gazing upon the cross, we see this truth with crushing finality: Your ways, dear Jesus, are not our ways.Continue reading
He got the full treatment, Judas did – just like the rest of the disciples.Continue reading
I wasn’t present at this past Friday’s pickle ball match. And perhaps that’s a good thing, because I hear that it descended into something of a public shaming.