In my preparation for this Sunday's homily I came across this story about the faces in Da Vinci's Last Supper. The story is told that when the painter Leonardo Da Vinci...
With ears that are tuned to diverse frequencies I begin to delight in different dialects
If you saw a burning bush, would you (a) call 911, (b) get the hot dogs, or (c) recognise God?
Love casts out fear. But so do several other things — ignorance, alcohol, passion, presumption, and stupidity.
Miracles always happen – visible at times only to the trained eye and heart
By looking at the graves, before which countless memories return, we remember how they lived, what they loved