On this day, under the appearance of bread and wine, Christ claims creation itself to be his eucharistic body and blood.

It is tempting to want to change the words of the 2011 Roman Missal. But we shouldn't—part of the point of ritual is its seeming changelessness.

A father is a father even when he is absent.

Christ did not rise from the dead to roam the cosmos. He rose from the dead to enter each human heart, to dwell there as a love that never dies, never diminishes.

Christ has carried our humanity into God. This means that we matter, that what happens to the least of us matters.

The finale of “Game of Thrones” is rather profound—and rooted in the Gospel.

Overwhelmed in the present, we have lost all feel for the future. So let’s say this of eternal life: It is where waiting comes to an end.

When we do wrong, our Lord can be as relentless as any mother.

In the resurrection accounts, we are being taught that Christ is present in every celebration of the Eucharist. Christ gathers all of time into himself.

Holy Communion is the Lord’s way of saying that we need never be apart from him in our lives. He will always be there for us. As Pooh puts it, “If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together, keep me in your heart, I’ll stay there forever.”