eimmelsj

All posts by Eric Immel, SJ

Eric was raised in Green Bay, and despite his best efforts to remain indifferent, the Packers have a stronghold on his emotional well-being. He enjoys grilling bratwurst, whales, and playing the drums. If he weren't a Jesuit, he'd likely make a last ditch effort at penning terrible pop songs. He appreciates a good beard and Stanley Tucci movies, and he studies theology at the Boston College School of Theology and Ministry.

Joined in 2013   /   91 posts   /   eimmelsj@thejesuitpost.org

This Advent I’m Thinking About Death

This Advent I’m Thinking About Death

November, we formally mark the recollection of our beloved dead, has passed away. Now we’re in the season of Advent, a penitential season, a time to take stock of what we need and whether we’re willing to wait for it. And, as if All Souls and Advent weren’t a reminder of death, we’re still living in this pandemic, which has claimed the lives of nearly 1.5 million people worldwide. This might sound dire, but we’re in Advent, so there is hope! Hope in our waiting. Take a moment and reflect with me on waiting!

My World May Be Small, but the World Is Still Huge

My World May Be Small, but the World Is Still Huge

Eric Immel, SJ, writes: “I spent more time in my room these past nearly six months that I had the previous, say, four years combined. The same is true for the number of times I’ve washed my hands. I’ve high-fived less people in the past nearly six months than was typical for me in a day pre-COVID, and I cannot count the number of times I’ve wanted to yell at people for getting too close to me, which I don’t think I’d ever thought to do before in my life.” Eric takes us on journey of a small world that opens up to something larger than previously thought.

What ‘Words with Friends’ Has Taught Me About Loss and Hope

What ‘Words with Friends’ Has Taught Me About Loss and Hope

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.