by Father Ed Dougherty, M.M.
In one of His appearances to the disciples after the Resurrection, Christ said to them, “Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age” (Matthew 28:19-20).
Persevering in faith through good times and bad, in season and out of season, is something the elderly can teach us a lot about. In what has become a trademark of his pontificate wherever he goes, Pope Francis shares his desire for an alliance between the young and the old — he believes the very future of society depends on it.
by Veronica Szczygiel
I always had a special affinity toward St. Francis of Assisi. Maybe that’s because I was surrounded with animals all my life.
by Michael Rizzo
Why study journalism?
As director of the journalism program at St. John’s University, Jamaica, I routinely get that question when the new school year begins.
by Laura Kelly Fanucci
“You are so precious,” she whispered to the baby in my arms.
by Elizabeth Buckley
I recently completed my eighth silent retreat in the Abbey of Gethsemani near Bardstown, Ky. Its most famous monk was Thomas Merton, and aside from the appeal of silently praying among the same trees he did, I have been drawn there for the immensity of God’s presence I find there. While God is certainly everywhere, I think he vacations in Kentucky!
by Maureen Pratt
This month, I will celebrate a milestone birthday. I’ve done the math and know what the numbers say, but I have to beg to differ: I do not feel like my age, not by a mile. My optimism and faith, life graced with God’s goodness and wonderful friends and family — these bring a sense of youth that not even lupus flares erase. And, I know I’m not the only one who feels younger or older than her (or his) age:
by Father Eugene Hemrick“Mom, how is it going?”“Gene, I lost another friend. I guess this goes with the territory of getting older.”
by Sister Shirlee Tremont, M.F.P. This pilgrimage from Great Meadows, New Jersey to Doylestown, Pa., began in early June when Father Mariusz Koch, C.F.R., proposed the possibility to me. At first, I thought it was absurd, but I agreed to pray about it. Once I got the details, I was convinced that it was not for […]
by Msgr. Steven Ferrari“Oh, my God! I think I threw away my wallet!” My 21-year-old niece, Marlina, sat next to me at the Irish Rep Theatre on West 22nd Street, off Sixth Avenue, in Manhattan. It was intermission of a matinee performance of Sean O’Casey’s “Juno and the Paycock.” Marlina was frantically searching the contents of her large backpack.
