The recent canonization of St. Oscar Romero was a moment of pride for many in our community.

This pot of slops wasn’t looking very exciting, so I pulled a packet of onion soup mix out of the pantry. Onion soup should be able to jazz almost anything up.

Father Doyle fields questions about whether annual confession is mandated and not being able to understand a priest.

I’ve never done that before – prayed only for myself in a single prayer session – and yet it felt suitable. No way I could have survived 59 years without God.

How was your Halloween? Ours was spooky and fun.

It’s good to remember the many, many good priests who inspired such generosity.

Harden not your heart. Combat disaster fatigue with compassion.

As Catholic Christians, we know that we never really lose anyone we love. We might just be physically separated for a while.

My trip to Israel this summer made me aware that everyone’s world is a world dependent upon a single perspective — formed by a single definition of “normal.”

The pumpkins are carved. The costumes are ready. The decorations are up. Even the chicken noodle soup is disguised as a ghost.