Facebook is addictive. You feel inclined to read, stalk and share. Only in this forum would stalking be the more acceptable practice of the three. In this case, it's the sharing that's the problem.
What intrigues me about the ascension of Christ is not only what it tells me about the ancient world and its "scientific" knowledge of the universe, but also what it tells me about many Christians today.
Mostly active in rural Paraguay, this short, hairy and incredibly ugly imp is said to create all kinds of mischief, including stealing eggs, scaring cattle and impregnating women by running between their legs.
It is high time that Wells Fargo CEO John Stumpf address our communities and put his "hand in the wounds" of our families. It's time for him to see and feel the mental and financial toll experienced by the millions of homeowners.
I hope the parents of all the other children of cross-cultural and interracial marriages -- even those who only count because of the new census -- have found their world similarly expanded.
It is still news that the risen Jesus dwells with Trayvon, that he roams around Afghanistan, and that he resides in solidarity with Shaima. That's news, it's scary news.
Lately I have been thinking about the crucifixion of Jesus and how such a macabre symbol of execution as the cross has become a symbol of hope for believers in Jesus. It is both bizarre and extraordinary.
I was dunked at the same baptismal spot in the river Jordan, a symbolic gesture of transformation and following Jesus. Thank God, the Baptist minister agreed to customize the recitation for me.
While western Christians have completed their celebrations of the Lenten season and Easter, eastern Christians are just gearing up for their own. How did that happen?
Bearing in mind that much of the church is already leaning in to its "Good Passover," I offer this trio of poems to wish you all a Kalo Anastasi, a very "Good Resurrection."
At the root of this yearning is a search for the holy. We are asking why we are here and how we find meaning and purpose. These are faith questions.
Somehow, seeing the buds and the birds and the medley of green filled me with a tangible sense of hope and enthusiasm for whatever the future might bring.
The cross has given way to the tomb now. The sense of yesterday's shattering loss has given way to new hope in them all. Life has changed entirely. Overnight.
Our mission at the Center is to help more social entrepreneurs help more people. Last year, we launched a GSBI Network among the network of Jesuit institutions of higher learning around the world -- all with a common mission to create a more just, humane, and sustainable world.
What would a resurrection appearance of Jesus have looked like if an alert apostle had an iPhone and the apostle captured a minute of Jesus's appearance with the iPhone video running?
I knew in those moments it was not time to critique; it was time to celebrate. It was time to express my faith - untouched by the troubles of a deeply troubled church.