For many years growing up, our family tradition was to gather for Christmas Eve Mass — my parents and brother,…
Lord, Help me to hold out. The first time I heard this song, I was at church. I could not…
I give a lot of credit for my vocation as a Jesuit and as a priest to “guitar Masses” in…
It’s not Christmas until Wilbert Throener sings “Stille Nacht.” As the familiar tune hums through the old pipe organ, Wilbert…
Sinead O’Connor is a pilgrim — sometimes in ecstatic transport, miles ahead of herself; sometimes she’s challenging company on a…
Advent is nestled in an interesting time of the year for creation: nights lengthen, trees and nests stand empty, temperatures…
Advent bridges the old and the new. We pass traditions down to new generations; we retell ancient stories in order…
We learned that song as we learned to sing in four parts and round our Buffalo vowels. Jeffrey looked much…
“O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” is a beautiful, pleading Advent hymn that echoes to us from centuries past. And yet,…
It was a chilly, early spring day, and I had spent the morning at the grocery store with my daughter,…
When I was growing up, my family adhered pretty strictly to the “no Christmas music” before Thanksgiving rule, and as…
This year, as I prepare for Advent, the idea that “we need a little Christmas” resonates with me more than…
