I knew a close-knit family of 5 personable children, and as they got older, they would kid their mother about having a favorite.

I remember a heated conversation between a man who was promising something  to a woman, and the woman to whom the promise was being made. It ended with her exasperated response, “Those are just words.”

Our believing is not solitary. The quality of one person’s faith spills over into the religious convictions of all the others.

People develop tastes for different things.

There’s a scene in chapter 6 of Mark’s gospel which has special appeal to anyone who has ever been caught up in an over-busy, fast paced life.

A two-word phrase Paul inserts in his letter to the Corinthians is so brief as to go almost unnoticed, but it opens onto a truth at the heart of the Gospel.

When Mark speaks to this endangered flock, it’s no surprise that he includes a pair of Jesus’ hope-filled parables, lessons on how things grow.

When Mark speaks to this endangered flock, it’s no surprise that he includes a pair of Jesus’ hope-filled parables, lessons on how things grow.

There are actions that in their very enactment communicate more depth and meaning than the words that surround them.

When we meet love in our lives, we are experiencing The Spirit.