Thanksgiving worship services, held at the request of the government, seem strange in modern America. Some may wonder if the request is even appropriate.

Physicists have determined that the universe should have destroyed itself at the moment it came into existence. And yet …?

Does online activity spell doom for brick-and-mortar congregations? Many beloved aspects of life in the Church give us reason to hope not!

In the wake of devastating disasters that leave victims in need of tangible assistance, what good is prayer?

Green fields, green trees, green paraments. It can all seem a bit mundane. But look again: there’s nothing ordinary about ordinary time.

There are a number of fascinating things about the Basilica of San Frediano in Lucca, Italy, but what really caught my eye was the baptismal font.

We sometimes speak of holding Law and Gospel in tension or balance, but we do well to remember that they are not even. Each has its own place and purpose. They should be rightly distinguished and applied, but this doesn’t always mean that they will be evenly distributed.

A happy, terrible act is Baptism — a rebirth of life and, at the same time, a drowning and death. We see this contrast in Romans: “We were buried therefore with [Christ] by baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, we too might walk in newness of life.”