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Yes, she was asking about regulations and rules. But as I sat with it, I realized that she was really asking about how she and her family could be with God.

We confuse ourselves into thinking that we make the world go ‘round, and in this confusion we run ourselves into the ground while life springs forth without our doing anything at all. It just happens.

A few weeks ago I got a glimpse of the pride – and protectiveness – a parent might feel for her child. It felt awesome.

Alleluia, Alleluia. After enough repetitions those eight syllables tunneled their way into my brain like a catchy radio jingle. Alleluia, Alleluia at the end of every thought.

Brendan Busse wonders whether a comedic moment in the Jackie Robinson biopic is also a window into another, non-racial, story of exclusion.

In the midst of national tragedy, Joe Simmons sees Facebook as a window into our desire for communal comfort in our anxiety and anger.

Joe Simmons finds that Pope Francis’ attention to deeds rather than words is interrupting his writing time.

“There is nothing we can do but love” said Dorothy Day. Brendan Busse couldn’t agree more, because it’s only in love – in embracing our fundamental amateurism – that we can do the same.

What is the one thing standing between our dusty origin and our dusty destiny? The Love of God. Only this.