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Creativity and Love

Recently, I was babysitting my eight-year-old nephew, Joshua. At day’s end, we were snuggled in and had said some prayers. Ever inquisitive and curious...

A Discipline of Noticing

There are lines from a poem by Ted Kooser to his mother that I think about often. In the poem, simply called “Mother,” Kooser...

Dealing with Annoyances

Last year, I wrote a book on the topic of forgiveness, and lately I have been thinking about a separate but related topic: how...

Middle School

I have two middle-school age sons, and the word of the hour is awkward! They are tired all the time from their ever-morphing bodies....

Instruments in a Symphony of Grace

“Make me an instrument of your peace,” we regularly pray at our parish. I wonder what instrument I would be in God’s orchestra—an oboe,...

Rare Treasures

The corpse flower only blooms once every three to ten years. It’s very rare. Well, actually, the plant itself is not rare, just the...

Cannonball of Love

I’m sitting in the auditorium at the college during orientation day for my first-year student daughter. The speaker is talking about Jesuit education and...

Learning to Surrender to God

The familiar features of St. Ignatius’s experience with injury by a cannonball have to do with his learning to discern and to change his...

Six Lessons from a Cannonball Diagnosis

It was 1:17 a.m. when I finally gave up trying to sleep. How is it possible I can’t get comfortable in a hospital bed...

Cannonball at Loyola Chapel of the Conversion

My cannonball moment happened about 60 miles northwest of where St. Ignatius had his cannonball moment. It happened in the very room where Ignatius...

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