A LOVE SONG FOR ASH WEDNESDAY Darling, our dust,Which death with other dust will bed, On Wednesday last,When, mea culpa, mankind fedOn common matter, common thread,Went privately instead. Your shadowed
…I thought I would re-tell the tale of Alexis Carrel’s encounter with God through the private revelation vouchsafed him at Lourdes. I am perfectly confident that the world absolutely abounds
One of the things the Catholic tradition does exceedingly well is subtlety. We get it from the Jewish tradition, of course, as with so much else. So, for instance, in
Some of my readers may remember last summer when all Good Christians[TM] were commanded, on pain of being libeled as Supporters of Human Trafficking, to go see SOUND OF FREEDOM,
It might have been just someone else’s story,Some chosen people get a special king.We leave them to their own peculiar glory,We don’t belong, it doesn’t mean a thing.But when these
So that’s settled. In celebration of this worthy achievement, I give you the Master himself singing one of Sam Gamgee’s favorite songs: And now, to sweeten the celebration a little
The threefold terror of love; a fallen flareThrough the hollow of an ear;Wings beating about the room;The terror of all terrors that I boreThe Heavens in my womb. Had I
It is important to remember that not one of those infant martyrs in Bethlehem–honored by the Church from its earliest days as saints enjoying the beatific vision–received the sacrament of
This is the gospel of the primal light,The first beginning, and the fruitful end,The soaring glory of an eagle’s flight,The quiet touch of a beloved friend.This is the gospel of
What with it being the solstice today, it’s a good time to revisit an urban legend that gets trotted out every year at this time: the myth that Christmas is
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