Soul Seeing: Rather than trumpeting retaliation with bombs and soldiers, imagine risking relationship with those in the Islamic State group, rather than maintaining the us versus them stalemate.
Soul Seeing: A performer, "inhabiting" Frank Sinatra, captures attentions and lifts spirits at the River House Adult Day Care Center's recent Christmas party.
During a cross-country road trip, I stayed in a retreat house with shared bathrooms, and I almost instantly conceived a violent resentment against the person with whom I shared mine.
Soul Seeing: All he wanted to do was tell people about Jesus. That brought Fr. Joseph Girzone millions in proceeds from his Joshua novels -- money that he gave away.
Soul Seeing: I was in Paris the night of Friday, Nov. 13, 2015, and the corner of my brain that has time to think about eternity is asking why.
When my husband and I decided to build a small addition onto our house, I learned a new term: permeable. Permeable means capable of being penetrated, especially by water. It refers to the amount of square footage a property is required to have that is not cement or a solid, impenetrable surface.
Sept. 25 was one of those spectacular autumn days in New York. The heat of the summer had faded away, and a brilliant, blue, cloudless sky greeted the world.
At about 1 p.m., I walked out the door of the house I share with nine other Jesuits, and walked up Eighth Avenue to Madison Square Garden. I was asked to hear confessions before the papal Mass, and doing so was one of the most profound graces of my life.
Soul Seeing: Bishop Morrie has a story about meeting the pontiff during his U.S. trip.
Soul Seeing: I'm back from Beirut, where I presented a workshop on resilience to the Blue Marists, a group of laywomen, laymen and brothers serving refugees in war-ravaged Aleppo, Syria.
I slid into the fourth pew from the back on the left side of Dahlgren Chapel at Georgetown University. It was a 1975 summer evening with a soft sun backlighting the five-paneled stained-glass window featuring the Sacred Heart of Jesus behind the altar. It was quiet, a solemn quiet. I was on my knees and then, in a slow-moving but eerie transition, I was no longer in the fourth pew from the back on the left side of the chapel in Georgetown University.