I want this for my own children and their classmates, that they will feel the prayers of their community as they navigate a world that views our faith as old-fashioned, ridiculous and even malicious.

A professor reflects on the difficulties and opportunities presented by teaching reluctant students.

This is an essay in favor of hearing other people's cries—and responding—because it is a holy thing to do.

After two years without it, I fear we are forgetting what is so precious about Christ’s blood and the reception of Communion in both forms.

Listening to, and seeing, the other are always important. Because no one is really the other. Nothing separates us, because we are the same.

Sometimes not getting to do the thing that you want can actually feel kind of wonderful, even luxurious.