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Like songbirds set free

I saw a remarkable video involving birds being set free the other day, ironically on the “bird app,” aka Twitter.

Gratitude for American Catholicism

They say that nothing makes you more grateful for what you have at home than going on the road. And that was certainly my experience during a recent two-week trip to Germany to report on the state of the Catholic Church there.

Sitting in the confession line with a notorious sinner

I spend a fair amount of time in the confession line at the Cathedral of St. Paul in St. Paul.

‘The Word became flesh’

“Verbum caro factum est.” If you’re not familiar with this Latin phrase, you likely know its English translation: “The Word became flesh.”

Saying bye to Benedict

For someone who would end up being one of the most influential figures in my Catholic life, my relationship with Pope Benedict XVI got off to an inauspicious start.

Germans keep their stuff in

I recently learned an amusing description for German people (modified for print in The Catholic Spirit): Germans keep their stuff in.

What if love is not enough?

The song begins pleasantly enough. In a track from her album “Already, Always,” English folk singer Bess Atwell sings sweetly about walking in the rain to her significant other’s house, wondering if her contentment means “I love you more than I thought I did before.”

Autumn is a sacrament — but not a Sacrament

I sometimes joke that I sin less in October. But it might actually be true. God seems to be more on my mind during the fall, and, therefore, it seems easier to seek out and cooperate with his grace.

Artificial sugar vs. the sweetness of reality

Americans are addicted to sugar. And unsurprisingly — it’s added to nearly every normal, everyday processed food or drink you’ll come across at Cub Foods or Aldi, from marinara sauce to granola. As a result, the average American consumes nearly three times more sugar per day than what’s recommended.

The imagination and reality

When I first read St. Therese of Lisieux’s “Story of a Soul,” I was not impressed. In fact, I found “the Little Flower” to be more than a little obnoxious.

A declaration of Interdependence

The Fourth of July is our national holiday to celebrate the most American of virtues — independence. The day is obviously about commemorating the historical anniversary of our country’s separation from Great Britain. But more deeply, I’d argue it’s about reaffirming the paramount importance of our own individual independence, the basis for our country’s founding and the existential blood that still flows through our culture and institutions, even while other values like patriotism and civic responsibility have seemingly run thin.

I am, therefore I am loved

Life can be difficult. It can be confusing. It can be painful. And sometimes — and maybe worst of all — it can be experienced as something drab and dreary; insignificant, empty and without ultimate meaning — which, in turn, makes all the various trials and tribulations we experience on a daily basis all the more difficult to bear.
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