A struggling believer encounters the divine.

St. Vianney spent upwards of 12 to 13 hours a day in the confessional. I once mentioned that in a lecture in a large parish and one young man immediately raised his hand and said, “Why, what did he do?”

What you see depends on how and where you look

My companion said it out loud first: “Carol, we’re in trouble.” She was right. Early that morning we had set off for the last leg of a five-day backpacking trek through the beautiful but challenging Weminuche Wilderness in southern Colorado. We had survived fierce sun, raging creek

In far-flung places, Jesus is made present.

What Julian of Norwich can teach Rhonda Byrne