The middle of Ordinary Time can feel like a non-season, liturgically speaking. On Sundays we trek along to Jerusalem with Jesus and the disciples, as Luke dictates.

Is there a greater sign of contentment and satisfaction than a baby who's been well fed and well tended who falls asleep in its parent's arms?

Too much ink has been spilt already deciphering the “marks” Saint Paul bore on his body. Was he the first recorded stigmatic? The consensus is: highly improbable.

Years ago, as a young woman in Chicago, I’d leave my job downtown and make my way up the Magnificent Mile until I reached the John Hancock Center.

I have an older brother who was born on the Fourth of July. He loves all the parades and fireworks and barbecues.

All the Earth cries out to our merciful God. Brothers and sisters, let us acknowledge our sins, and so prepare ourselves to celebrate the sacred mysteries.

Resisting all forms of indifference, it appeals to consciences … ever attentive to the cry of the poor, the needy and the marginalized, as well as to contemporary challenges, ranging from the protection of creation to artificial intelligence.

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