Parish Diary: When people drive onto our property, they see the solar panels on our roofs. The sight makes a statement about caring for our common home.
Parish Diary: When did we get to be so mean? When did we start fearing our neighbor more than we love our neighbor?
Parish Diary: Donald Trump is a "scandal" in the literal sense of the word — a stumbling block. He impedes our own proclamation of the good news of Jesus Christ.
Parish Diary: I've just come back from walking the Camino de Santiago, a challenging, transformative 500-mile pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela, Spain.
Parish Diary: My friend Fr. Henry Rodriguez died suddenly last month. He was always a pastor and a priest, but his ministry did not stop at the church door.
Parish Diary: For me the police killings and the killing of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile occasioned two weeks of soul searching and preaching on the difficult topic of race and violence in our society.
Parish Diary: In a shrinking world, as religions and cultures interact and sometimes react, priests can be instruments of peace beyond their church walls.
Parish Diary: Wouldn’t some effort at dialogue be a better reflection of the teaching of Christ? Jesus did not feel the need to condemn.
Like much of the country just now, my parish is buried under snow. It is lovely.
The physical beauty of the shimmering clean white cover over everything is stunning. But there is also the spiritual beauty of a big snow fall. It is a universal Sabbath, given to us by God or nature or both.
In 2003 I wrote about the beauty and blessing of snow. It is still true:
"This blanket of snow is a spiritual experience. It is a sign of God's grace and a metaphor for how that grace is experienced."
First of all it is powerful.
Parish Diary: I went to see "Spotlight" by myself. As a parish priest I found it painful to watch. I was ashamed.