Ubi Petrus
By the time the blessing was over, all of us were in tears, struck by the profundity of what we had just witnessed.
By the time the blessing was over, all of us were in tears, struck by the profundity of what we had just witnessed.
Last Tuesday — the first day of no public Masses in our diocese — I was reminded of this scene from Evelyn Waugh's novel "Brideshead Revisited".
Sin, by its very nature, is a direct attack upon or a violation of some good.
At times, priests reveal intimate secrets about themselves from the pulpit.
As I have been reading Bishop Athanasius Schneider’s book, Christus Vincit, I am struck by the similarities between his experiences and mine.
A grave deficiency of modern times is the loss of the sense that our lives are caught up in a tremendous, epic battle.
Who the "Wise Men" were is a recurring question for inventive debate, but the point is that these sophisticated scholars were from "a foreign country."
An architect knows where all the doors in a house will lead because he designed it.