The quote “If you want world peace, then go home and love your family,” is often attributed to Mother Teresa, and no one embodied a love of family...
In the Catholic News Herald’s July 12 cover story, “Reclaiming History,” celebrating Our Lady of Consolation Parish’s efforts to preserve a beloved...
As the Catholic News Herald cover wars in Ukraine, Israel and elsewhere, mankind continues to seek peace without success. Perhaps we need to return...
Pope Francis’s discussion about “acedia” (the sin of “lack of care”) must be a call for all Catholics to help those in this rut. Assertively...
The sociologist and columnist Father Andrew Greeley often remarked that the successes of immigrant families in the 20th century were due to the many free...
Mother Teresa reminded us, “Do not wait for leaders. Do it alone. Person to person.” We may continue her legacy by sponsoring a child or family in...
The idea of union with God is, for most people, alternately attractive and terrifying.
Moving is never easy. It can disrupt our routines, pull us away from friends, and fill us with uncertainty. Yet sometimes we know deep down that we’re being called to move.
Of all the challenges facing Christian evangelists today, one of the most pernicious concerns yesterday. It’s the charge that Christian evangelism over the centuries has been a destructive force, aligned with European colonialism and bent on the exploitation and, ultimately, the destruction of Indigenous cultures.
I know it’s part of getting older, but when my husband was told to go to the ER because a clinical trial EKG had revealed an irregular heartbeat, I was startled almost into one of my own.
Gambling seems to be everywhere, especially when watching or listening to sports – both collegiate and professional. In fact, during this March Madness season, nearly 68 million Americans are expected to wager over $15 billion on the NCAA basketball tournament.
Modern machines are amazing, complex, intricate. There is not a task that they cannot do and do better than a human laborer. No longer do people have to spend hours over the washboard or churning butter or grinding grain; no longer do people have to spend hours in the fields or fashioning things. Instead, all we need to do is run our machines and call someone if they happen to break down.
So, a random guy walks into a bar. No, this isn’t the beginning of a joke. For me, it’s a Lenten meditation.
Life has a way of pulling us into the mud. At one time or another, every person finds themselves sinking into a pit – sometimes of their own making, sometimes through no fault of their own. It could be the weight of addiction, the burden of guilt, the exhaustion of trying to measure up, or the deep sorrow of broken relationships.