I was talking about missionary work with one of my college students recently, specifically about the shadow side of missions.
Throughout my younger years, my dad was fond of reminding me that Del Priores were supposed to be Renaissance men. It was something he took great pride in. His motto and mantra back then: Jack of all trades, master of none. Honestly, I think he sold himself short, as he is truly a master of much.
A few years ago, I ran across a video of a toddler playing in the rain for the first time. As someone who loves the rain, I was immediately captivated.
I really thought I was a ninja when I was a kid. Seriously. Well, at least a ninja in training.
Among the many gifts of Saint Ignatius to the Church, including the founding of the Jesuit order, was the text of his Spiritual Exercises, the basis of Ignatian Spirituality.
I discovered a love for photography at an early age. My mom gave me her old Konica 35mm sometime in high school.
My uncle Angelo died a year ago on the Feast of All Saints. He was a young 70, and even though he had some health issues and accidents over the years, it was still very unexpected.
Maundy Thursday offers a bookend of touch to Ash Wednesday: a touch on the forehead with ashes juxtaposed with the touch of hands, soap, and water on feet. These are fleeting moments of tenderness, thin spaces of vulnerability, connection.
Very little is known about Saint Matthias, as he is only mentioned in the first chapter of Acts when he is elected to replace Judas as an Apostle. Early church fathers believe that he was among the 72 sent out by Jesus, but the only thing we know for sure about Matthias is this: he followed Jesus from the beginning and was present throughout the ministry of Jesus.
“This is the message we have heard from him and proclaim to you, that God is light and in him there is no darkness at […]