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The Psalm we pray today on St. Monica's feast whispers the thing she must have clung to for decades: where can I flee from your presence? If I sink to the nether world, you are present there. St. Monica knew the nether world. She watched her son Augustine sink into it, the Manichees, the concubines, the restless wandering, and she followed him, not to rescue him, because she couldn't, but because she refused to pray from a distance. She followed him from North Africa to Rome

In the sixth month, Gabriel (the angel) was sent from God to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin engaged to a man called...

Like many college freshmen, I wasn’t entirely sure what I was signing up for when I began at DePaul University. While I knew about other...

The small town of Bethany lies on the eastern slope of the Mount of Olives - it is the last place Jesus would have been before the...

Spirit of Truth and Love, We honor our brothers, sisters, and siblings who find their identity outside of the boxes so often used to...

A couple of days before I departed for a pilgrimage to the holy land, I got around to reading the paperwork they sent. One of the pieces...

Today's Readings On this 17th Sunday in Ordinary Time, I love Luke’s Gospel. Jesus is not only teaching His disciples but all of us how...