On the Death of a Beloved Animal

By Jean McCurdy Meade When we were children, and as we raised our children, we often observed burials in our back yards when a dear pet died. A nephew once asked his Presbyterian Elder mother (my sister) if ... Read More...

The malice of perpetual outrage

We talk about helicopter parents, but society has become filled with helicopter observers, who presume tragedy would be averted if they were in control.

Being human with St. Francis

Lesser Feasts and Fasts: "Of all the saints, Francis is the most popular and admired, but probably the least imitated; few have attained to his total identification with the poverty and suffering of Christ."

The ox knows its owner

The ox knows its owner, and the ass its master’s crib; but Israel does not know, my people do not understand.