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Sometimes I think that my faith is like a game of Jenga. A piece disappears, and I wonder, “Is that one going to make it all come crashing down?” We spend a lot of time covering for God. I don’t think He needs it, and I think we do more harm than good in trying
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When Jim Valvano coached basketball at NC State, he asked a referee once, “Can you T me up [give me a technical foul] for what I think?” “No, Jimmy,” the ref answered, “I can’t T you up for what you think.” “Well I think you suck,” Valvano retorted. I was thinking about how we get
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Here’s another way I side with the Pharisees, and a major reason John is my least favorite gospel. Again thanks to Fr. Raymond E. Brown’s commentary, I now realize that John, like the other gospel writers, uses parables. But where the authors of Matthew, Mark and Luke start theirs with Jesus saying, “The kingdom of
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“They understood the assignment.” That’s been a popular phrase lately. I noticed it in social media posts about celebrities at the Met Gala who showed up in sufficiently avant-garde fashion choices, but I’m sure it long predates that (and will soon be passé). It calls to mind the kid who shows up to class having
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OK so let me tell you about my favorite saint-on-the-way, Father Pedro Arrupe, SJ. Betsy found out that she had been accepted to LMU and awarded the Pedro Arrupe Scholarship on the same day that the “Saint of the Day” in my go-to devotional, Give Us This Day was Pedro Arrupe. A few weeks later,
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Man, clutter is a sneaky thug. Ever since Hurricane Ian missed us, I’ve been antsy to take on the clutter in my life. I’m not sure what the causality is between a hurricane and a Marie Kondo instinct, but timing-wise, the antsiness came after the storm. Maybe the recognition of how close we came to
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So, this is kind of cool: I had an article published in a real publication. America Media published a piece I wrote addressing the question nobody was asking: Would Pope Francis like the Hulu murder mystery “Only Murders in the Building”? You can read it here. I have been meaning to write about Pope Francis’
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Like a flowering weed growing through the concrete, mercy finds a way. I’m pretty sure I took a class on the Gospel of John at seminary. I still have the Anchor Bible commentary authored by Father Raymond E. Brown, which I would not have otherwise and for which I’m grateful. I don’t remember who the
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How do you know who’s real and who’s fake? Have you ever sat at the middle of a table at a big group dinner? If I’m sitting in just the right place (or wrong place, I guess), I find myself on the edge of two different conversations, and while I can juggle for a little
Reading Francis 