It is irresponsible to assert that we know enough about the virus to encourage, in good conscience, the sorts of decisions that could very well end up becoming matters of life and death.

This plague has opened our hearts and minds to questions that we should have been asking all along: What is most important to us? Do we love well? What can we count on?

Along comes a new opportunity to experience the Passion of Christ this Holy Week and Easter.

There’s an old saying: “Life is fragile. Handle with prayer.” I’m blessed to be alive.

We’ve waited. We’ve watched. And the bird feeder has hung there, full of seeds no one was eating.

Easter will not be cancelled, nor shall our hope that everything will be okay.

Let’s find small and simple ways to walk with Jesus this Holy Week.

Two years after quadruple bypass heart surgery, appreciation for caregivers grows, but still begins in the home.

Happy National Poetry Month!

We can find solace in knowing that holy people such as St. Isaac Jogues have also been separated from reception of the Blessed Sacrament. Maybe we can find courage and perseverance in their example.