Amid a culture of death, the Sisters of Life shine a light and provide hope for a future that defends life.
It was just a Monday morning at the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in Washington, D.C. I’ve been there countless times in my life. Whatever’s going on in the world, even when it’s bursting at the seams every
I was at a Sisters of Life convent the other day for a press conference where Cardinal Timothy Dolan reissued a pledge that the Church in New York will help any woman who is pregnant and in need. I thought of a
During the State of the Union and various other news obsessions we’ve collectively experienced recently, I’ve been finishing a book manuscript. The topic is not as addictive as our national reality TV show, though. It’s a devotional on mystic saints. So, you
Abby Johnson used to be a director of a Planned Parenthood clinic in Texas. There’s a scene in her book, “Unplanned” (Tyndale Momentum, $14.99) where she describes a nun weeping outside her clinic. It caught her attention because a religious sister in
The Knights of Columbus have been in the news lately. I can’t even begin to tell you what this organization has done in my life, but I’ll begin to try. It’s the world’s largest Catholic fraternal organization, and while I’m obviously not
I was lingering in a church after a funeral Mass one recent Saturday afternoon. An older woman, a generous volunteer, I suspect, was clearly stressed. At some point while she was ironing linens on the altar, a man came attending to odd
Two items in the news at the start of Advent seemed to be the world’s nod of appreciation for our need for this reflective, penitential season. The first was the passing of President George Herbert Walker Bush. Although at times it seemed
“He has the servant thing down.” I was leaving Mass at Our Lady of the Lake Catholic Church in Holland, Michigan, in town for an event at Hope College. And the Uber driver, Robert, who happened to pick me up, was telling
Social media can be a place of madness. “Cesspool” is one of the words that is not infrequently used to describe places like Twitter and Facebook. It can be a place that encourages our worst instincts and makes that overwhelmed feeling worse.