CatholicAnchor.org Embracing our weakness means embracing our identity as a “clay jar” so that all power may be seen as belonging to God, not us. This means enduring insults without retaliation and suffering calamity without bitterness. Weakness means depending on God for our strength. Personally, I am too weak to not have brother priests in my…
Decades ago, I visited Ireland as a young teacher, so when I got home this time I pulled out some old pictures. The faded photos reminded me how much I and Ireland had changed. Back then, you could visit the magnificent Cliffs of Moher and dangle your feet over the edge. It was barren and rugged.
A year ago, Brother Francis Shelter began offering new services to address the physical health and wellbeing of our guests.
Easter is a time to celebrate our faith in the Risen Jesus — he has saved us from our sins. If we do not believe in Jesus, we cannot make it to heaven on our own. Jesus told his disciples: “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14: 6)
There are two types of people in this world — those suffering and those who will.
As the plane took off into the night, my heart cried: “Lord why so much darkness, so much hatred of you and yours?” As I prayed the plane rose over the city, I glanced through the small windows and was overwhelmed at the many lights below.
During Lent when we are asked to seek the Lord in prayer and the Scriptures, and to give of ourselves through service and sacrifice. At Catholic Social Services we hope to partner with you in providing a place to share your many gifts
Over the years, I have noticed that the crowds that attend Mass on Ash Wednesday rival any other day of the year, including Easter and Christmas. This tells us there is something attractive about being called to renew our relationship with God, about the penitential nature of the day and season that is fundamentally about conversion.
To the eyes of the world, Father Steven Moore is dead, but to the eyes of faith he has never been more alive. This misperception by the world is understandable because the world — everything in it and every one in it — has limits.
About half of my immediate relatives still live on the island, so when Hurricane Maria — a category four cyclone — made landfall in Puerto Rico my heart sank. The island, 100 miles long by 35 miles wide, was hit with what was described as a 60-mile-wide tornado with sustained winds of 155 miles an hour for over 30 hours!