Chiara, Lady of Light: A Renewed Prayer for Guidance in the Nun Wars

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UPDATE: I wrote this reflection on St Clare two years ago, at the start of the Nun Wars. The Leadership Conference of Women Religious (LCWR) and its head-butting with the Vatican are in the news again, and on the feast of St Clare it's worth looking at (and praying for the intercession of) this singular woman religious who both challenged and obeyed the Church. At root, the word religious means "one who binds herself again." To what---and to whom---do today's women religious, sisters and nuns, … [Read more...]

Of Divine Bondage: When the Ties of Religion Unravel

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Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above . . .Two stories I was too dumbfounded by to blog about last night, and the tie that (pun intended) binds them.Story 1: Sr Joan Chittister, OSB, is interviewed by CNN's Christiane Amanpour. The piece, as Diane at Te Deum notes, epitomizes everything that is wrong with the media coverage of the CDF-LCWR interaction, and with the GPS system of the bus the LCWR sisters are … [Read more...]

Is There Healing for the Dialogue of the Deaf?

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Ouch. What a morning.So far I have already: Missed a meeting that I have inexplicably had in my calendar for two weeks as being scheduled for this afternoon, when it was this morning at 9:30---in Cincinnati. Been told that my post on St Patrick's Purgatory represents the worst of the "world-rejecting" worst of Irish Jansenism. (Yup. That's me. If it's a choice between the world and a place of pilgrimage, prayer, and penitence, I'm kicking the world to the curb.¬†Especially this morning.) … [Read more...]

On Fire: St Barbara, MoDowd, Sr Farley and the Grand Inquisitor

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The day began with fire.I smelled smoke at 4 a.m. and walked outside to see billowing grey clouds reflecting two-story flames and full of lightning flashes, just half a block away. Burned power lines cracked like rifleshot. Sparks and pieces of burning roof tar paper sailed toward me on the wind. I swear I saw a bird on fire, furiously beating wings of flame. In the predawn darkness, I prayed a storm novena (9 consecutive seconds of very intense prayer, a devotion I learned from my … [Read more...]


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