Sacrificed Freedom (Audio recording of the author's reading) The paschal mystery Has passed through My mortal body Chameleon-like transformation: From pain to peace, Broken to beautiful, Satiation to surrender, To love. The pit of unhealed spirit Had bound around My...
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Fr. Arturo Sosa’s new book is concerned more with the kind of conversion that leads us to new questions than to firm answers.
Though they may have died, wherever the Eucharist is celebrated, the souls of our loved ones are present.
Death is the end of a journey, but also the beginning of a new one. Like a river, life continues to flow, so I can either try to stay stagnant and fight against the stream of life or let myself be carried to a new tributary.
Why is it so much easier to read the Scriptures rather than live them? Michael Martínez SJ’s poem asks for the fire of the Sacred Heart of Jesus to inflame our own hearts into prophetic action.
For me cleaning is hectic, but it is also a heck of a lot of fun. Joyful even! Finding old objects invokes time and place, like an engraved flask I got for being a groomsman when I was a teenager. There are also pictures of friends and receipts from meals long forgotten. I am also thinking of spiritual cleanings, and the moment to examine where I am and where I have been.
We have often heard about Jesus in books, art and sermons, but how well do we actually know him? Maybe that’s the whole point of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, a devotion celebrated during the entire month of June. Here’s an Examen with the Sacred Heart of Christ.
It’s easy for me to offer Jesus a litany of tragedies I’ve read about in the news. I know plenty of dying parents and sick friends and incarcerated brothers worthy of my attention in prayer. But it’s amazing what young lives can teach about life and prayer when I pay attention to God at work around me.
An excerpt from Patrick Saint-Jean, SJ’s new book, The Spiritual Work of Racial Justice: A Month of Meditations with Ignatius of Loyola
The velorio, a gathering in the home of the deceased, is a Mexican tradition that allows loved ones to gather to share meals, memories and to mourn. And, even still, life around us is a reminder that not even death can conquer our hope.