Pope Leo XIV: A real American hero
This month marks the one-year anniversary of the election of Cardinal Robert Prevost as pope.
This month marks the one-year anniversary of the election of Cardinal Robert Prevost as pope.
Recently, I got the ominous heads-up that my work computer is scheduled to be replaced this summer.
As April exploded into the exuberance of a long-awaited spring, many welcomed her arrival with great joy.
A number of springs ago, I came to the Easter Vigil Mass with the joyous anticipation of Easter muted a bit.
The classical atheistic thinkers of the Enlightenment, philosophers such as Frederick Nietzsche and Ludwig Feuerbach, taught that all religious experience is simply human projection.
A friendly gesture by a couple of neighbors of bringing over a few bags of slightly fading vegetables, and then my swapping some back, has become a full-fledged food mini-ministry.
Not long ago, I was sorting through some of my dad’s old papers and I came across a candy wrapper and a Father’s Day card tucked into an envelope that bore a March 2001 postmark from Rome.
Following a severe case of COVID last summer, I developed a bald spot. As with any flaw, I spend a disproportionate amount of time trying to hide it; AI tells me it could take a year for my hair to grow back. So I fuss and rearrange things and impatiently wait.
If you’re like me, you were impressed by the athletes of the Milan-Cortina Olympics. In them we witnessed both the rewards of hard work and the traumatizing effects of extreme expectation.