The Inspiration of “I Don’t Know”

The Inspiration of “I Don’t Know”

For the past couple of weeks the poetic world has been mourning the death of Wisława Szymborska, the Polish poet and Nobel Laureate in Literature. She passed away at the age of 88. Though an accomplished poet, it is a work of her prose that has embedded itself in my...
Humanity & Sacrifice: Giving Up ESPN for Lent

Humanity & Sacrifice: Giving Up ESPN for Lent

This has gone too far.  I have decided to take serious action. The other day it finally dawned on me that I’ve been going to ESPN.com for the sole reason of checking the most updated player efficiency ratings (PER) to see whether LeBron James’s numbers have slipped...
Week in Review — Feb. 13-19, 2012

Week in Review — Feb. 13-19, 2012

Last week, two of our contributors made a point of knocking some conventional objects of piety down a peg or two — James Martin, returning to TJP’s pages again, confessed that watching Downton Abbey makes him feel a bit guilty, and Jayme Stayer, in his debut...
Suffering Love: On What the World Does to Children

Suffering Love: On What the World Does to Children

During the first week of my long retreat I was having disturbingly vivid dreams about wounded children. Every morning I’d awake having dreamt of kids in hospital beds, kids with swollen limbs, kids with gaping wounds that covered their bodies.  Terrible.  At the...
Life of a Spiritual Athlete: Learning to Sing

Life of a Spiritual Athlete: Learning to Sing

Late last fall, I gave my first public singing performance.  I had picked up voice lessons for the first time in my life just previously, and was totally shocked by how much I enjoyed it. I appreciated the music I was learning.  I liked my teacher, and, while I am not...
How do you teach a twelve-year old to pray?

How do you teach a twelve-year old to pray?

Have you ever wanted to teach middle school?  I thought not.  It’s no easy task to get sixth graders to sit still, must less get knowledge in their heads.  You can imagine my astonishment when I saw a room full of twelve-year olds, silent and still.  My Chicago Jesuit...
Prayer Monster: Contemplation After Gaga

Prayer Monster: Contemplation After Gaga

I was sitting in Mass Saturday morning and got lost in the Gospel… In those days when there again was a great crowd without anything to eat, Jesus summoned the disciples and said… My imagination, as it is wont to do, took over.  And yet again I heard the roaring of...
Divine Dining?

Divine Dining?

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” though I don’t know why this bit of wisdom would be restricted to men only. But I do know that an article in last Wednesday’s New York Times left me wondering if one way to God’s heart might pass through our stomachs....