A Guaranteed Mystery

A Guaranteed Mystery

“Are you sure about this?” I asked myself for thetenth time in the past five minutes. With two wooden planks strapped to my feet, doubts assailed me as I stared down an ice and snow-covered mountain strewn with large trees and boulders. What was I doing? We all like...
#tbt — 1994 World Cup

#tbt — 1994 World Cup

For about one month every four years, the world effectively shuts down. There is one topic of conversation, one thing on people’s minds, one sound from radio or TV heard in all shops: The World Cup. Many sites have been putting out resources to help us get prepared...
How to Shed the Blood of Creation

How to Shed the Blood of Creation

I finished reading Elizabeth A. Johnson’s Ask the Beasts: Darwin and the God of Love the day before I went to see Darren Aronofsky’s Noah.  I loved them both.  My appreciation for Noah was heightened by Johnson’s reflections that were circulating through my mind. I...
Forty Days Later: Homs and Fr. Frans

Forty Days Later: Homs and Fr. Frans

Four days ago marked the fortieth day since the martyrdom of Fr. Frans van der Lugt, SJ, who  you will remember was killed in the Syrian city of Homs. Forty is a biblical number by all accounts, and biblical days ought to marked by something special. The fortieth day...
What Happens Next Will Totally Amaze You

What Happens Next Will Totally Amaze You

My apologies for the headline. I’ve come to hate those ‘up-worthy’ internet burlesque artists who prey upon our need to know, our thirst for fulfillment, our fear of missing out, and our dis-ease with the slightest gap between us and the next big thing (Here’s a...
#tbt — Authority Issues

#tbt — Authority Issues

The inspiration for this #tbt comes via Jason Welle, SJ who dug up this gem about the dangers of Dungeons and Dragons. In the 1980s, the popular role-playing game drew the ire of Christian folk fearful for the health and future of their children. Of course, as a jock...
The Lego Movie (or: Becoming a Master Builder)

The Lego Movie (or: Becoming a Master Builder)

“God writes straight with crooked lines.” I hate that saying, especially when my friend Kyle – the “King of Clichés” – uses it to offer me comfort. Usually in a real hot mess. Over the years this cliché has come to mind often. Each time it makes more sense, because my...