I continue to indulge in nostalgic Advent and Christmas memories as I review the history of my vocation.
People sometimes choose the most unlikely words and phrases as exclamations of surprise.
The pope, the Orthodox patriarch and Protestant leaders have convoked the Season of Creation.
I’ve found myself pondering what is good about summer and what it covers up.
130 years of reflection and instruction now called Catholic social teaching.
People expect monks to keep to their rooms and pray a lot, but that isn’t the sum of their lives.
I sometimes have what may seem unexpected, and even eccentric, tastes in reading.
As we move into the month of February, the phrase “standing in the breach” and the concept of “breach-menders” keep coming to me.
When the Interfaith Partners of Aiken meet online, it is likely that a couple will tune in from Turkey.
On the calendar of the Chaldean Catholic rite, the Fourth Sunday of Advent is the feast of St. Joseph.
Even amid a resurgent pandemic and the summer wildfires, there are reasons to be thankful.
We have to ask why we cannot use clear language to describe dire threats.
Each morning, before I leave our Bluffton convent for Mass, I browse obituaries and death notices in our daily paper.
The term 'school' is a convenient metaphor for academic and non-academic life lessons.
In the late spring and early summer each year for the last few years, I have found myself playing a game I will dub License Plate Solitaire.