We move a lot. For me, it’s the hardest part of this Jesuit life. While all this moving may be practical… it ain’t always easy.

Every bullied child, every victim of crime, every silent sufferer has known the pinch of feeling noticed for all the wrong reasons…

Feeling a little jealous of all the attention Rossmann was getting for his 11 spiritual Spin lessons, Brendan Busse offers a brotherly riposte.

But there’s a problem with knowing “I already am who I am meant to be.” It’s incomplete. A kind of moral inertia sets in…

What is glorious? To find ourselves lifted above the clouds and into the light, to experience ourselves aloft and to notice, in the clouds below, our ever-present shadow. Only this time to see that shadow surrounded by a rainbow of light…

At the end of the summer my plane lifted off, following the Brahmaputra River toward the Himalayas. The sun reflected off the flooded rice paddies far below, and the wide valley sparkled like a vast and broken mirror…

I marvel at the life I live now. My own imagination is too small for the life I’m being asked to live, the life to which God calls me. And I think that this is true for all of us…

In college I wouldn’t have gone anywhere near a site like the Jesuit Post, but then I spent most of my life telling myself that I should have been someone else…

We were on the 110 heading south when we began to notice small white feathers floating outside the car. The traffic came to a crawl, and we gazed up at the towers of downtown L.A. through a cloud of feathers…

The hardest thing, he said, was changing your motivating question from “What do I need?” to “What can I give?”