Every time we celebrate a Baptism, the parents and Godparents are asked a series of questions which invite them to affirm their faith in the Church’s creed.

I can pinpoint the exact moment I fell in love with philosophy. I

Last week our focus shifted to the end times, to the “Day of the Lord” anticipated by the ancient Israelites, and us their spiritual successors who joyfully await the Second Coming.

At the end of today’s Gospel, the Lord asks an ominous question, one that resounds through all of salvation history: “When the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth?”

Today’s first reading offers us a powerful story of an unlikely character, Naaman the Syrian, coming to faith. At the same time, however, it’s the story of every baptism.

One of the great joys of my life, second to being a priest, is being an uncle. Having young children in one’s family can be a deeply enriching and gratifying experience.

This weekend’s Gospel story is a familiar one for us. A nameless rich man was living lavishly and well, without regard nor compassion to the poor and sickly Lazarus situated by his door.

Whenever I have a group discussion about the topic of trust, I can always expect for people to have a lively conversation.

This Sunday’s Gospel is one of the most familiar stories we often hear in Church and maybe during retreats, especially the one about the prodigal son. It is a parable that does not run out of meaning no matter how many times we hear it.

Growing up between my adoptive and birth families introduced me to twice as many relatives as a normal person. Each of them has some kind of interesting story or thought to share at the right moment.