I understand now that I'm not a mess, but a deeply feeling person in a messy world. I explain that now, when someone asks me why I cry so often. I say, "for the same reason I laugh so often--because I'm paying attention."
Most young adults I know aren't looking for a religion that answers all of their questions, but rather a community of faith in which they feel free to ask them.
God's love calls us to move beyond fear. We ask God for courage to abandon ourselves unreservedly, so that we might be molded by God's grace, even as we cannot see where that path may lead us.
One does not ask of one who suffers: "What is your country, and what is your religion?" One merely says: "You suffer. This is enough for me. You belong to me and I shall help you."
Cowardice asks the question, “Is it safe?” Expediency asks the question, “Is it politic?” And Vanity comes along and asks the question, “Is it popular?” But Conscience asks the question “Is it right?” And there comes a time when one must take a position that is...
It makes no sense to cling to small hopes. We are emboldened to ask God for something bigger. The same faith that looks clear-eyed at the immensity of the forces arrayed against God is the faith that affirms God's miracle-working power. Trust in miracles is, in fact,...