I’m turning this week’s column over to the Jesuit poet J. Janda because I believe that he speaks succinctly to the need for all of us who are sinners and who do a fair amount of judging of others to live a different way. “Let the one among you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” ~ John 8:7 The Light You cannot change others, no but you can

Then let us celebrate with a feast, because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; he was lost, and has been found. The Parable of the Two Sons (aka “The Prodigal Son”) offers one of the most poignant stories about the mercy of God. Taking his inheritance early from his generous father, the young man leaves home, squanders his treasure, and compromises his virtue. Having run out of resources and

I don’t know too much about fig trees but the one in the Gospel this Sunday is troublesome because it’s not bearing fruit. Did you ever have an idea that doesn’t seem to come to fruition, or a dream that doesn’t quite come true, or a plan that keeps falling flat? Welcome to life. But in our life with Jesus who dies so that we may live forever, we can bloom right where we are