Colorado, where I live, is a great place to go stargazing. Up in the mountains, the heavens are particularly vibrant and clear. I go out at night when I can, and, like millions of others today and certainly before me, look up and marvel. What do we see? We see truth, of a sort, for the Psalmist . . . . Continue Reading »
I noticed it last Christmas: It’s the women who really hate Ebenezer Scrooge. In the opening scene of Charles Dickens’s A Christmas Carol, the main victims of Scrooge’s scorn are his nephew Fred and his clerk, Bob Cratchit. Fred enters Scrooge’s office with a “God save you!,” . . . . Continue Reading »
How long, O Lord? The question is posed repeatedly by the Psalmist. It continues to be posed across the ages, uttered even by our lips in the shadows of a dark season. How long must I suffer this illness? Drag through this labor? Bear with evil men? Did not our Lord himself wonder this . . . . Continue Reading »
This annual column on Christmas gift books that will inspire, entertain, inform, or all of the above includes oldies-but-still-goodies as well as newer releases. Continue Reading »
Our world stands at a moment of anthropological crisis. Advent offers us each an opportunity to reflect upon how Christ, God Incarnate, offers a vision of humanity that speaks to humanity’s deepest needs. Continue Reading »
At this Catholic moment, when so many are disturbed by ecclesiastical dysfunction, it is good, at Christmastide, to reflect on Mary and the Church—and on what Mary’s initial act of discipleship, that fiat, means for us today. Continue Reading »