You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle.—Psalm 56:8 I’m driving a neighbor teen, I’ll call her Nina, to a scheduled appointment, when...
Our Faith
Essays and reporting on theology and scripture that put our faith in the context of everyday life.
I love Holy Week. With its processions, readings, incense, colors, and music, it is the most theatrical time of the liturgical year, when each of us can step...
In the middle of a pandemic, in the midst of shutdowns, the politicization of vaccines, and increasing attention paid to the nation’s violent acts of racism...
The Mary of my girlhood was modest in every way. She didn’t take up much space or make much noise. Everything about her demeanor proclaimed sexual...
About a decade ago, my maternal grandmother died of Alzheimer’s disease. As her memory faded, so did her knowledge of her friends, husband, and children...
When Damar Hamlin collapsed on the field during the January 2 Monday Night Football game between the Buffalo Bills and Cincinnati Bengals, it felt like...
On my 25th birthday a few weeks ago while staying at my parents’ house in the Colorado Rockies, I went on a long walk with my mom around a frozen lake. We...
“Now hang on a minute. Go back,” said my Jesuit friend over Zoom. “You said you’d made a good discernment. But I hear you saying things didn’t turn out as...
A friend once shared that she still wanted to pursue marriage in the Catholic Church someday because she really wanted to experience “those sacramental orgasms...
“Now when Jesus came into the district of Caesarea Philippi, heasked his disciples, ‘Who do people say that the Son of Man is?’ ”(Matt. 16:13) My...
