Make straight his paths
When I was 5 my family moved into an old farmhouse on a large patch of land, replete with a […]
When I was 5 my family moved into an old farmhouse on a large patch of land, replete with a […]
We enter into Advent at the end of a peculiar year, in a disorienting time. 2017 seems determined to draw
Jesus came as a refugee baby. He lived as a religious minority, was distrusted and harassed by authorities and was
My father had an Aunt Lucy who I, of course, also considered my aunt, and who died too young of
This is adapted from a reflection I gave for the Contemplative Leaders in Action‘s Boston Advent Prayer Service, December 1,