Now, in Passiontide, Christ becomes all the more visibly, our companion. We walk with him and see…
This strange Holy Week has begun in tears: tears of frustration, tears of lament, and for so many…
The Cross is fearful to the natural eye and distasteful to the natural heart, but you have a new…
Through fear of pain, struggle, and of being ridiculed by others, most do not achieve the greatness…
“Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands and put my finger into the nail marks and put my…
I’ll continue to honor Lent in my heart all the year. The reason is neither “Catholic guilt” nor…
Just as Easter joy must animate the rigors of Lent, so too must the spirit of the desert and the…
Blinding light surrounds me. My eyes, grown old from endlessly straining in vain for light, begin…
Most Catholics seem to intuitively grasp that adoration of the cross is not idolatry. But that…
“Golgotha” is one of those works, and Frank Martin is one of those composers, about whom you want…
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