I’ll be bold: I think I had a “mini-vision.” It happened on the Mount of Beatitudes. Some years after my...

I love walking into an empty, dark church, preferably one that smells of musty hymnals, beeswax, and aged incense that...

Think about a person, situation, or a material item that you have or own that you prayed for with great...

I can still remember the disappointment I felt as the woman I had spoken with walked away. She was sharing...

In today's Gospel, we hear of Zacchaeus who is “short in stature” and climbs a tree to see Jesus. (See...

The account of the blind man Bartimaeus (named for us in Mark 10:46-52) crying out to Jesus is one of...

So much of the Christian life involves meaningful suffering—or at least perseverance in trying to find meaning in our personal...

In my morning drive to work I often try to turn the radio down, pray a rosary, and tell the...

I didn’t want to move to Colorado. Visiting was fine, but the stark landscape was so different from home. I...

Gratitude filled my being as I watched the red-orange sun slip slowly into the horizon of Lake Michigan from the...

Perhaps my favorite hymn is “O God Beyond All Praising.” Not only is the music absolutely magnificent, I find the...

My sister and I weren’t given an allowance for doing our chores growing up. My parents’ reasoning for this went...

When I first came to faith in Christ, I received a New Testament in which Jesus’ words appeared in red...

I remember hearing the Gospel passage from today, Luke 20:27-38, as a blissful newlywed and not liking it one bit....

I sat on a cold, hard chair, listening to the sounds of hushed voices, the tap-tap of tourists shoes walking...

"I myself am convinced about you, my . . . sisters, that you yourselves are full of goodness" (Romans 15:14)....

I sat across the table from my friend and listened as she aired her grievances against the Church. She was...