Easter vs. Irony
At the beginning of Lent, I was sent a moving account of the recent funeral procession of a young American soldier, which took place near his hometown in the South.
At the beginning of Lent, I was sent a moving account of the recent funeral procession of a young American soldier, which took place near his hometown in the South.
It seemed that wherever he went, he would have been more at ease somewhere else.
This past Saturday, March 15, Pope Benedict XVI approved a decree recognizing the heroic virtue of Father Michael J. McGivney, the founder of the Knights of Columbus.
As a young chaplain candidate in the U.S. Navy in the late 1980s, the Rev. Daniel L. Mode became captivated by the story of a Roman Catholic priest who was killed at age 38 while ministering to U.S. Marines in 1967.
When William F. Buckley Jr. died on Feb. 27 at age 82, it was noted that he was a Catholic.
William F. Buckley Jr. was a national treasure whose energy was a kind of optimism.
Having been my fathers remote control, I recall one Sunday afternoon in the 1960s being told to stop and back up to the educational channel, as it was called.
One hundred fifty years ago, on Feb. 11, 1858, an illiterate, impoverished 14-year-old girl received the first of 18 visions of Mary, who eventually revealed herself to Bernadette Soubirous as "the Immaculate Conception."
What is a genius? We use the word frequently but surely, to guard its meaning, we should bestow it seldom.