Regulations must not be relaxed for the sake of corporate greed, but must be built on the common good of all, including our grandchildren. It’s what our faith teaches, and it’s really as simple as that.
The doors we open
He commands no armies, but we pray desperately that Pope Leo’s moral weight, and ours as he guides us, can make the world and our country a more peaceful place, a community of love and welcome, a place where all are respected and the common good is the common standard.
In a dark world, look for the helpers
Pope Francis was a helper and he encouraged helpers everywhere.
Looking toward the dawn at Easter
It’s difficult to think of laughter when you see the suffering of the men who languish, none of them having access to due process, in a brutal foreign prison. But as Christians we are called to hope, even in the midst of night.
Rain and tears
As the rain falls softly, we know the lesson of Lent: that as we listen to God’s voice in our lives, we also stand on sacred ground.
Two Irish Saints
During St. Patrick’s season, my thoughts turn to two other Irishmen on the road to sainthood.
On the journey toward sainthood
We remember Brother James on Feb. 13, the anniversary of his martyrdom, and pray for a miracle to advance his cause for canonization.
The hopeful legacy of Jimmy Carter
Jimmy Carter has been the subject of countless retrospectives since his death on Dec. 29. For some years, we’ve had an unfair image of his one term in office as a “failed” presidency, yet a universal acknowledgement that his post-presidency was an extraordinary example of a life well-lived.
The most desired gift
Sometimes, maintaining hope challenges our faith.
Focus on God
Like many, I was appalled at the dehumanizing words and lies spoken about migrants in the recent election, and the joy expressed about the threats to tear families apart by deporting hard working people hoping for citizenship. Words hurt.
The unknown future
The endless noise and chatter of the internet and cable TV feeds our fears and anxiety.
Reunions in graveyards
It’s not macabre to love a graveyard. On the contrary, there’s a feeling of continuity, of belonging, of hope in resurrection. It impresses on me the shortness of this earthly journey and the gratitude I have for my loved ones.