
The Franciscan Friar Who Taught Me To Read
There’s a line from the poet Robert Lax that would always make my dear friend, Fr. Dan Riley, choke up. That line was this: “We rose and came to the field.”
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There’s a line from the poet Robert Lax that would always make my dear friend, Fr. Dan Riley, choke up. That line was this: “We rose and came to the field.”

In this divine-soaked world, results have no bearing on who we are, which, quite literally, allows us to “play” with freedom and passion on the course of our lives.

The example of St. Francis can be our guide as we navigate bitter divisions in our world, our nation—and perhaps even our dinner tables.

Bonaventure and Francis each came to La Verna with aching hearts and heavy minds.

There are real problems in our beloved country, but we are here, in this place, in this moment, and are therefore called to be stewards of what we’ve received.

When we pray it is worth considering how we may be projecting our own ideas, or our ego’s ideas, onto how we want or hope God acts in our lives.

In prayer, we let ourselves come to God imperfectly, pantingly, yet in this honesty about our condition.