When I was 10 years old and preparing for the sacrament of reconciliation at the small Catholic parish in Minnesota where I was raised, I vividly remember sitting alone in a church pew, earnestly trying to concentrate on examining my conscience. At the time, the examen was pretty straightforward. I asked myself, “Was I holding…
“While he was at table in his house, many tax collectors and sinners came and sat with Jesus and his disciples. The Pharisees saw this and said to his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” ~ Matthew 9:10-11 This past fall, in the final ramp up to the election, I saw…
I have a confession to make. I’ve noticed something about myself while I have been bopping around Chicago the past few days. Here goes: I tend to be really judgmental. There, you have it. What an ugly admission. Let me explain. As I walk down streets, go through crowds and sit at train stations, I…
Last fall, I heard a story on the radio that caused me to have all sorts of physical reactions. It was the end of a busy day of ministry, and I was cooking dinner for the sisters I live with, a group of Franciscan Sisters of Perpetual Adoration. I was casually listening to the evening news while…
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