Secondhand Holiness: A Gift from My Grandmother

Secondhand Holiness: A Gift from My Grandmother

“How in God’s name did I get here?” I blurt out to the silent, grey statue of Christ Crucified. He is covered in bird droppings; hanging between oak trees on a warm, sunny, June afternoon. He doesn’t offer much by way of reply. I am on the 8-day silent retreat we...
Jesuit Life Hack: Making the Summer Last

Jesuit Life Hack: Making the Summer Last

We all know the feeling. The stillness and heat of the summer settle upon you: you see the calendar, realize the move-in date, or a friend asks what your schedule for next semester looks like… And then it hits you: summer is nearly gone. Thankfully, our pop culture...
Parks in Peril, Part II

Parks in Peril, Part II

In 1910, the largest fire in American history ripped through Montana, Idaho, and Washington. It torched over 3 million acres (4,700 sq mi) swallowing Western boom towns, mines, and communities. While the country had recently begun protecting national parks, this...
Silencing the Man, Not His Message

Silencing the Man, Not His Message

I was sitting in my dorm room in Taiwan on a warm autumn day in 2009 when I found out that President Barack Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. Little did I know that, a year later, someone living just 80 miles away would receive that very same honor. Liu Xiaobo (Xiaobo...
Why the Spadaro/Figueroa Article is Divisive

Why the Spadaro/Figueroa Article is Divisive

Be sure to check out Danny Gustafson’s counterpoint to this essay! While the reaction to the recent Civiltà Cattolica article by Fr. Antonio Spadaro, S.J. and Rev. Marvelo Figueroa has been incredibly diverse, analysts as diverse as First Things (especially...
Everything is (NOT) Satisfactual

Everything is (NOT) Satisfactual

Do you know what movie the iconic song “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah” is from? Or what movie Disneyland’s Splash Mountain is based on? If you answered no, Disney has succeeded in hiding its most offensive film, Song of the South. Song of the South is set on a southern plantation...
Don’t Just Do Something, Stand There

Don’t Just Do Something, Stand There

“Your disease has a downward trajectory,” said the doctor to the man. The former was among the best cancer doctors at one of the best cancer hospitals in the world. The latter was a man a few years shy of 60, no longer young but not yet old. An awkward silence opened...
Sweating It Out

Sweating It Out

Jumping out of my lofted bed in half-panic, I turn off the wailing alarm. The elusive peace from the silence is replaced by fatigue and dread. It’s 6am on this mid-January morning in Iowa. My school bag and duffel bag full of sweats are ready to go; all I have to do...