A Pilgrimage of Spiritual Commitment

“It would be like we have been living underwater, and for the first time, we would be able to come up and breathe.”   I heard one of the undocumented immigrants say this. We just had finished a meditation of imagining what the day would be like when we, a group working on immigration reform,Continue reading “A Pilgrimage of Spiritual Commitment”

The struggle of faith in democracy: voting

Guest blogger: Ben Anderson Living our faith means struggle.  I am reminded of this as I see this sign taped to door of an old Lutheran church: In that church’s dusty dark basement I lead phone banks where church volunteers make calls asking people of faith to vote “no” on the voter restriction amendment this NovemberContinue reading “The struggle of faith in democracy: voting”

Obama and Jesus on Fairness

Obama always snags me.  I try my best to avoid being sucked into his beautiful rhetoric, but he got me on Tuesday during the State of the Union. What captured me was his strong language about fairness.  Over and over again he talked about fair practices in trade, fair taxes, and creating a world whereContinue reading “Obama and Jesus on Fairness”

Advent Stumblings

Guest blogger: Ben Anderson I didn’t get it right. The new mass words have begun this Advent and I have often found myself stumbling and failing at it. I hate that, failing. The irrational part of me flairs up in a puff of anger at myself and others. I want to be “right,” and suchContinue reading “Advent Stumblings”

God has got this

Guest blogger: Ben Anderson I was left dumbfounded and depressed sitting there at my desk. “Rape in War” was the topic for my feminist ethics course last week. As I finished my reading and was trying to think of how to write something philosophical about it I was overwhelmed by the stories and stats thatContinue reading “God has got this”

India: The grace of not having a clue

Guest blogger: Ben Anderson I was on the mountain top and things looked clear.  I was watching a group of Jesuit novices in the hilly northeastern states of India who were taking vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.  These vows were the same I had taken four years ago and they spoke to my heart.Continue reading “India: The grace of not having a clue”