Taylor Swift’s folklore is a welcome surprise during a long, overwhelming summer. It’s different from her other efforts, but it’s more than an indie album. Rather, it’s an invitation to see the evolution of an artist and feel something deeply.
My Jesuit community engaged in COVID-19 protocols after Mass on March 16. No more all-community Masses. No more going to school for class. No more ministry. A world of masks and gloves and handwashing. That evening, a friend and I had a conversation thinking through ways we could try to make the most of the indefinite future that came with pandemic.
As people of privilege, it is easy to escape the reality of the movements we witness. We cannot ignore the messages of anti-racism, no matter where they come from – even if they come from a pet.
When Jesus ascended into heaven and left his disciples, he did not leave them alone. Eric Immel, SJ, reminds us that Christ remains with us too in this One-Minute Homily. Based on the readings for the Ascension of the Lord. It’s a famous scene in movies – someone rides away in a car or on […]
Churches are empty these days. Even if they open up again soon, the norms of physical distancing will necessarily limit the way that we pray together. No more hugs and handshakes. No more chalices. No more songbooks, holy water fonts, or donuts after Mass. At least, not yet.
The story of the disciples on the road to Emmaus reminds us that Jesus is always willing to take time to encounter us and draw us closer to himself. Eric Immel, SJ, reflects in this week’s One-Minute Homily, based on the readings for Sunday, April 26, 2020. I’m busy ALL THE TIME. Or, at least […]
If you’re anything like me, you might be spending more time than usual on YouTube. In light of COVID-19, the way I watch has changed, and videos with music have been a source of joy and hope in these trying times.
How do we get to know Jesus? Well, talk to him! Eric Immel, SJ, talks about Jesus, the blind man, and what it means to encounter Jesus in this week’s One-Minute Homily.
The gift of a scattered mind is that it reaches to the limits of everything I know and grasps to make sense of it. It’s the only way that a new baby girl, a recollection of old habits, a life in religious community, and a global pandemic can come together and remind me that love is greater than fear. Love is the only thing that brings my mind back to center.
Turn the other cheek, give your cloak, love your enemies.