I believe in a God who speaks to us as adults through beauty and truth.

The seasons of the year provide for many people an intuitive metaphor for understanding seasons of our lives. The lyrics to Frank Sinatra’s poignant “September Song” need no explanation: “Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December/ But the days grow short when you

A prayer by St. Clement is considered part of the earliest of Christian literature.  

Creator God, we ask you to calm the wind and the waves of the approaching hurricane, and spare those in its path from harm.

We grow worried and concerned and bothered and angry and sometimes scandalized because your divine institution, our home, is filled with human beings who are sinful. Just like me.

An ordinary Sunday morning. I decide to go to a church that celebrates the Latin Mass every Sunday.