This article appeared in the December 2024 edition of The Catholic Telegraph Magazine . On the day of the Crucifixion, the Light of the...

This article appeared in the October 2024 edition of The Catholic Telegraph Magazine . After recovering from a recent bad bout of COVID,...

This article appeared in the September 2024 edition of The Catholic Telegraph Magazine . Perpetua and Felicity, Ignatius of Loyola, Gemma...

As originally published in The Catholic Telegraph Magazine Invitation to Prayer: “In the tender compassion of our God the dawn from on...

Fragment VII In Praise of Good Will Brothers and sisters strive to live for an ideal outside of themselves, and within each person,...

Fragment VI Coherence There is no universal way of looking at things, or, more precisely, none that a human can comprehend, because...

Fragment V The Divine Image Before you were born your face was like a star seen from galaxies away, and if someone were to look closely...

Fragment IV On Confronting One’s Sins … What a man can do when all inhibitions are removed, when moral norms evaporate and good and bad...

Fragment III The Axis of Life A life, at any given moment, may be understood in terms of its experience and experience only. Experience...

Fragment II Animus To live is to suffer; to live meaningfully is to live in a way that justifies that suffering. How, even if I lived a...

Morning Song By Ivan Popov Preface, by Iliana Popov. For her brother August. I have been working on this for a while—a little over a...

(As stated in text message) Q: “Ending was a bit confusing for me. The collision of Owen and Matthew after the death of Slack in...

I am your reed, sweet shepherd, glad to be. Now, if you will, breathe out your joy in me And make bright song. Or fill me with the soft...

Chapter I Windows and Mirrors In which, in the late spring of the year two thousand and nineteen, Owen finds a mysterious book in a...

8 ½ A Hidden Life (cinema perfected—if one has a heart, what tears must be shed!) A Separation A Serious Man A Streetcar Named Desire The...

Answer to a Curious Person At six years old, I was given six months to live, though I did not know what that meant at the time. All I...

It was past midnight, and I couldn’t take my eyes away from the window as we drove from O’Hare into the Loop. After dark is the best time...

A preface to a book I wrote nine years ago, along with the cover design of that same book. Arrogant—that seems a fitting word for an...

Prologue In which I do my utmost to relate the strange circumstances by which this book has come about, namely by the finding of a...