We are now ten days into our month of Catholicism (specifically Roman Catholicism), but as usual, it feels like a lifetime. I believe this feeling–this sense of being out of time with the rest of the world–comes from the intense and passionate study of the faith. In some ways, I suppose it’s analogous to seminary.…

My wife, a fairly liberal Christian, is reading a novel called “My Son, the Savior” by Melody Carlson. The book is a fictional account of the Gospel and of Jesus’ life from Mary’s point of view. We get to see her side of the story, how she saw him…how a mother interacted with her son…

I love the monastic life. Ever since I stayed with the Buddhist monks at their monastery in Bolivia, North Carolina, I’ve contemplated their lifestyle, their values, practices, psychology, and devotion. In another life, I may have been or will become one, but in this life, it’s one of my most passionate interests. It’s rare that…

Looks like I caught a nasty cold over the weekend. I rarely get sick, but when I do, I look/feel like death warmed over. You know the feeling: weakness, headaches, fatigue, sore…symptoms which inhibit an otherwise busy and vibrant daily life. But thank God, I am blessed, because I happen to be in the company…

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