For many of the stories in Luke’s Gospel I have an image stored away in the bowels of my memory. It will be a simple line drawing meant to be colored in with those fat crayons kids are given. It will be a picture I worked on while listening to the story and its interpretation …
by Theresa Newell When I was a grade school child, I felt the pull of Gospel stories. Holy Week especially drew me. I wanted to enter into the drama to whatever extent I was able. I decided that to really know how the disciples must have felt having their feet washed by Jesus at the …
Christopher Graham’s book traces the sometimes-surprising racial history of St. Paul’s, Richmond, Va., the former “Cathedral of the Confederacy.”
Reunion would involve the dioceses of Milwaukee, Fond du Lac and Eau Claire.
The theme was innovation and technological change, and education in the digital age for achieving gender equality and the empowerment of all women and girls, reports Melodie Woerman for ENS.
Contemplating the story of Lazarus, I had to find a King James Bible to see if it really says, “he stinketh.” That’s the memory that bubbled up in me from grade school days. What a hoot I thought it was: “he stinketh.” My fourth grade friends and I got a lot of mileage out of …
Richard Harries reviews two collections of essays by Clyde Kilby.
Reading: John 12:20-26 By now, most of us are quite familiar with the story of Oscar Romero, and the dramatic moment of his death…assassinated while celebrating Mass. Yet even my favorite reference sources, at best, tend to go minimalist when mentioning the other martyrs we ponder today, lumping them together as “Two Maryknoll nuns, an …
David Paulsen of ENS writes that the diocese sent its request to bishops and standing committees across the church.
John 11:1-45 To the sound of distant weeping I exited:“Eleazar, Eleazar,” my sisters criedbut the keen came as if from the bottom of a well, recessing like a long, slow tide; fevered rasp of buzzing insects in the sick room; and my scroll was torn in half with what I thought was finality. All was …
A prayer for quiet rest –After Psalm 131 (by Josh Huber) O Mother, you see me as I am–dust and to dust returning. I keep my eyes level with my station, content with the moments before me. I relinquish all my poses and do not pretend to possess deep mysteries. I whisper the sweet things …
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