Community in Ordinary Time
Years ago, a baby elephant was born at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo. Since I lived within walking distance of this newborn neighbor, I grew surprisingly attached to him.
Years ago, a baby elephant was born at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo. Since I lived within walking distance of this newborn neighbor, I grew surprisingly attached to him.
Over the past year or so, I have been blessed with the opportunity to attend a number of beautiful Catholic weddings. Most of my close friends (and some of my siblings) are now of a marrying age, and it has been a joy to see many of them starting new lives with their spouses.
Celebrating – and collaborating with – our Holy Father ‘Bob’
In every community of faith – as in any other society or family – there are always those who take on roles of enormous yet underappreciated significance.
I was reading David Brooks’ “The Second Mountain: The Quest for a Moral Life,” when Pope Francis died. This paragraph, pulled from Brooks’ conclusion, struck me as almost the definition of the pope’s ministry to the Western world:
It has not been surprising to see how much coverage secular news and social media have given to the passing of Pope Francis and the transition to a papal conclave.
I am sure many of you are familiar with the television series about the life of Jesus called “The Chosen.”
I was raised a Roman Catholic and essentially inhaled the religious ethos of Roman Catholicism.