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This article starts with a parable and a question.

First, the parable, taken from the thirteenth chapter of Luke:

And he told this parable: “A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard; and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. And he said to the...

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In the last couple weeks, we’ve been faced with the reality that there is a lot we have been taking for granted. From attending class, to seeing friends, to even attending mass, a lot has been taken away from us. I doubt any of us foresaw just how...

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This time of year can be really hard. While choirs sing of comfort and joy many people find themselves tending more towards discomfort and despair. For reasons of physical and mental illness, loneliness, the loss of a loved one, family distance o...

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One of the greatest issues I combat in the spiritual life is the drawing in of myself in a bland sentiment of being content.

I realize that often, a major stumbling block we face in our pursuit of sainthood is numbness.

In this earthly pilgrimage, I...

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It’s almost two years since I first went to the Traditional Latin Mass. Some friends from Western University’s Newman Catholic Students Club invited me to go on a road trip to Holy Angels Parish in St. Thomas, Ontario. I had never attended the Tr...

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I am 19, finishing my second year of college, and single. Being a young catholic should make me the number-one candidate for community activities, and for getting involved in my parish whenever they need some help. At least, that’s what I though...

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Calvary flattens me.

When I look upon the cross, all the crutches of my own self-reliance start to splinter. I feel my own incapacity to return God’s love so acutely that the only relief is to look away. But I can’t look away.

In the fall, the Sist...

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It was my first Christmas away from home. 

At work I’d heard several co-workers talk about how they were “sick of Christmas”, or Christmas-ed out.  We were closing in on the 25thand they spoke ofhow they couldn’t wait for it all to be over. Chris...

Years ago, in a former life, when priesthood and religious life were terrifying, and yet strangely appealing, at the same time, and long before I dared genuine conversation around the idea of vocation; I worked in the maintenance department of a local nursing home. In...

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“What am I going to do with my life?”

This question feels unanswerable. On some days I want to become a teacher, others a social worker, others an academic, and by the end of each week I just want to be retired. I’m burning myself out trying to fi...