I stayed in the seminary, became a priest, a scientist, a professor, and a writer.

As much as we’d like to think that there’s a simple solution, such as a wall, the problem in Central America has been building for some time now, and there are no easy solutions.

With each other we ask before we thank; with God, we need to thank before we ask.

On August 19, a group of Franciscan friars, religious sisters, and like-minded lay people gathered to “plant a cross” near the spot where a migrant drown.

The two things Mom said we should never talk about in polite company, are still entwined passions.

A poem written by one of the Franciscan novices reflecting on his year in the novitiate.

I stayed in the seminary, became a priest, a scientist, a professor, and a writer.

As much as we’d like to think that there’s a simple solution, such as a wall, the problem in Central America has been building for some time now, and there are no easy solutions.

With each other we ask before we thank; with God, we need to thank before we ask.

On August 19, a group of Franciscan friars, religious sisters, and like-minded lay people gathered to “plant a cross” near the spot where a migrant drown.

The two things Mom said we should never talk about in polite company, are still entwined passions.