A memorial: My father's Christian example had a great impact on my own walk with Jesus and on my priestly vocation.
In the early church, instruction of the mind and the conversion of the heart were not alternatives, but two sides of the same coin.
Cultural travelogues usually try to pick up a whiff of some hidden rustling in the midst of fragments. Here I see only subdued disjunctions; I smell only the dust from ground trampled by the world, as it barrels along under a sky of forgetfulness.
The bulls that killed St. Sernin seem to have won out, at least in publicity.
A few days after the flooding started, I met an elderly African American lady who had lost everything. She looked me in the eyes and said: “I think God wants to use this to bring us all together.”
Humility is a good attribute for a monarch, or for a priest — indeed, for all Christians, since all Christians share in the royal priesthood of Christ.
The prayers of the rosary are designed, not to give us a way of bypassing Jesus, but to take us right to him.
I'm writing you this letter to let you know my heart, to prepare you for worse things yet to come, and (hopefully) to give you a bit of courage.