A memoir of desire, relationships and spiritual transformation.

One of the most enduring images I have of my visit to the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico City in 1999 is the proliferation of religious goods booths selling every conceivable souvenir or item of devotion which one must pass in order to reach the shrine itself I remember being troubled

Reading George Weigel rsquo s Letters to a Young Catholic is a bit like watching Kevin Costner attempt a British accent in Robin Hood Prince of Thieves You can see that he rsquo s trying and for stretches he gets it but despite his best efforts he can rsquo t avoid returning to his normal way of

In the spring of 2002, thinking it would be fun, I offered to take over a sixth grade C.C.D. class in the Bronx for another Jesuit who had an unexpected conflict. Maybe it was a case of bright-eyed suburban boy meets already world-wearied urban sixth graders. Or maybe it was simply the fact that the

"Isn’t he sooo cute!” coos Amy. She is not talking about some fraternity boy she’s in love with. She’s melting over John Paul II chanting a Latin hymn on a CD she has brought with her on retreat. Only the pope is that kind of cute. Even after 15 years of working with you