Perhaps it is this same unflappability that we need to embrace as we plunge into Holy Week–to remember that the Peace of Christ is already among us, and all we have to do is claim the victory that is already there.
There are really rotten people out in the world walking around in perfect health, financially well-off, seemingly living the good life while I’m here stuck in this awful situation. Why me? Where is Moses when I need him, interceding with the Pharaohs of my world for me?
Jesus’ life has a pattern of downward mobility.
When I am awake and observant, alive to the wonder and beauty of life, my heart is more alive. When I am in touch with a sense of gratitude, my heart is softer. When I am motivated primarily by compassion, my actions are more heartfelt.
Anyone who takes the Bible seriously is probably going to have a pro-labor inclination.
It seems that one of the characteristics that sometimes accompanies a sense of calling from God is an attending sense of threat or attack from God.
Superman would not willingly walk into a room full of Kryptonite–it was more likely Lex Luthor would ambush him with it. Without her bullet-repelling bracelets, Wonder Woman is just as vulnerable as the rest of us–and how in the world can she discern the truth without her Golden Rope?
Commemoration of Óscar Romero, Archbishop of San Salvador, and the Martyrs of El Salvador Readings: Psalm 31:15-24 Isaiah 2:5-7 Revelation 7:13-17 John 12:23-32 If we
If love is the energizing cauldron of emotion, how do we channel that energy into constructive rather than destructive actions?
Having now preached this Gospel again, I would note that it is precisely in the wilderness that Christ is lifted up. It is when we