After that business with the blackbird, Kevinsore-shouldered from his mortifications—the lent-long arms reach and supplications in service of life’s mysteries and flights—lay himself out, spread-eagled in paschal light,cozy in a copse of alders, cones and catkins, and sle
“While he was praying, the appearance of his face changed, and his clothes became dazzling white.”
Despite billions spent destroying it, Al Qaeda has expanded its influence.
Iran is ranked among the leading countries in the world in executions of juveniles.
The myth of people “pouring” across our borders in ever-increasing numbers should not go unchallenged in this election year.
When men join the Jesuits they are reminded that few Jesuits become famous—John Courtney Murray, Pope Francis—but many will engage in unsung work in which they touch countless lives. Edward Glynn, S.J., born one of nine children in Clarks Summit, Pa., joined the Society of Jesus in 1955
February, the sophomore slump of the winter months. The snow is old. It’s bleak, it’s cold. And we just don’t care.