Every morning when I ask, “What would you like for breakfast today?” our fourth grader says, “The usual.”

Father Doyle fields questions about going to heaven and the responsibility for taking care of the faith of grandchildren.

What I found most uplifting about the session was that a Protestant and a Catholic—both committed to their respective traditions—could come together in fellowship, good cheer, and mutual support

Young adults today are navigating a defining decade of life with great hopes, big questions and constant transitions.

For years and years I have cried while cutting onions.

When friends of ours suggested we get a group together and go bowling last weekend, I knew I wouldn’t have any trouble selling my family on the idea. We love bowling.

I wish we had a litmus test to identify the people who deserve our praise. But it won’t ever be simple. We are all sinners.

I’ve reached a whole new place in parenting. Today if I get to choose, I do not want to shop alone. I want to bring a child along.

It is precisely religious faith that will awaken courage and compassion, and it is precisely the lack of faith that conduces, by a short road, to spiritual and psychological exhaustion—both in the individual and in a culture.

Words can hurt, and words can heal. Words can divide people or build bridges.