Watching Mister Rogers with my children is a constant reminder of how impoverished our culture can be when it comes to childhood.
The external witness of vowed religious — habits, cloister, the Opus Dei (the daily round of psalms, hymns, and collects recited in chapel) — are the first things Christians notice about the monastics among them. But, of course, that is not the whole story of the charism and fruit of the religious life
The aim of the Jesus Prayer is union with God.
The process of entering into another age and another culture is not a strictly scientific one but requires imagination, the ability to call to mind people distant from us in time and place.
Why have so many religious communities determined that the distinctive separation of religious men and women from the laity is a problem to be erased?
Over the course of this extended discussion, did any of us change our mind on any of the issues? Even though we did see how gender politics, trinitarian theology, and our own experience of desire are all connected in a thorny knot, at the end of the day, no, we did not, any of us, change our mind on the issues at hand.
For Black History Month I have been revisiting the works of Toni Morrison, especially what is arguably her greatest novel, Beloved, a kind of literary reflection on the traumas of slavery.
If it’s true that most of the time most people make space in their lives for what they value, a sizable minority of Christians simply don’t value ecclesial life.