Called to be the Father.
I don’t remember the first time I encountered the parable of the prodigal son, but I can make a strong guess on my reaction to the story.
“For they did not understand the Scripture that he had to rise from the dead.” We arise on this Easter Sunday, perhaps feeling a bit tired from many...
I don’t remember the first time I encountered the parable of the prodigal son, but I can make a strong guess on my reaction to the story.
In the first reading, we see an initial conflict between brothers, similar to Cain and Abel. We are prompted to think of the emotions that plague our...
Hillhouse Avenue looks different this time of year. Barren branches stand against the backdrop of a gray sky and slush-laden sidewalks during the...
Every year at the Ash Wednesday Mass, as I’m in line to be reminded of my death, I find myself running my hands through my hair, gently checking to...