Religion

The Poet Pope's Pastoral Discernment

If John Paul II was the philosopher and Benedict XVI the theologian, Pope Francis is the poet pope, giving voice to the dreams and wisdom of migrants and the poor.

Faith's 2016 Political Mysteries

With Pope Francis lifting up what can be called social justice Christianity, clichés that religion lives on the right end of American politics might be overturned.

Letter from Rome

Who's revealing Francis's exhortation on marriage and the family; What some speculate it says about divorced and same-sex couples; How corrupt Cardinal Bertone is.

From Rubella to Zika

Remembering responses to the rubella crisis might inform our reactions to Zika. Advocacy for mothers and appreciation for the work of pregnancy should be priorities.

Letter from Rome

Anticipation builds for release of Francis's document on marriage and family; impatience with his speed for reforming the Curia and replacing top Vatican officials.

A Place at the Table

The initial euphoria of Pope Francis's election was being replaced by the realization that we women would continue to be joked about, romanticized, and patronized.

Letter from Rome

Rome responds to attacks in Brussels; Francis breaks with tradition to wash feet of asylum seekers for Holy Thursday; New Vatican directory has revealing findings.

Remember Me

Around the dining room table, paisanas from the old country cut and wove strips of palm into intricate crosses and flowers, and Grandpa, eyes shining, told stories.

Letter from Rome

Holy See Press Office rushes to defense of priest abusers; New papal diplomats appointed; Cardinal tells journalists priests are "not obliged" to wash women's feet.

The Eyes Have It

These priests who argue endlessly against washing the feet of women during the Mandatum on Holy Thursday, I wonder, do they ever look up during the ritual?

'The Crucifixion'

Fleming Rutledge probes “the strange new world of the Bible” to its mysterious and scandalous depth in the crucifixion of God's son, and diagnoses our deepest need.

When the Escalator Stopped

I came home early and went straight upstairs to Mary and the baby. As soon as she saw me she began to cry. "What’s the matter?” I asked, already filling with dread.
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