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Formation
What I Dreaded Became a Source of Life
It was a moment I think most of us dreaded. In the later stages of formation some 60 years ago I remember hearing the words “Mr. Freund please.”
A Canadian View: Inter-Generational Trauma, Poverty & Racism, Part Three
I would like to examine the relationship between trauma, poverty and (systemic) racism over my next three articles. Part Three discusses (systemic) racism.
Ready to See (Luke 3:1-6; Phil 1:9-10)
What the teacher had done was prepare him to see. She had given him a way to notice more of what was there.
Does Jesus Want Us to Build Back Better?
When I was growing up there was a wonderful series on that still new medium … television.
Visits that Are Christian, Marian, Vincentian
Jesus is the fullness of God’s visits to us humans to save us. The visits we pay to our neighbor should be like Jesus’. Mary is besides herself after the angel Gabriel’s visit. That is to say, she cannot keep her joy to herself. So, she goes in haste, since she has...
Vincentian Prayer Images: One of the Great Saints of History XI
St. Vincent wrote: “We are living on the patrimony of Jesus Christ, on the sweat of the poor.”
A Vincentian Minute: Thoughts on Blessed Frederic Ozanam, Part 3
Fr. Aidan Rooney, C.M. wraps up his video series on Blessed Frederic Ozanam, one of the principal thinkers of the Vincentian Way.
Do No Harm
Convergence and commitment on child sexual exploitation and abuse.
The Vincentian Lay Missionaries in Ireland
Learn about the Vincentian Lay Missionaries in Ireland in this video produced by Vincentian Family Ireland.
What Is It like At a Papal Audience?
When I was growing up there was a wonderful series on that still new medium … television.
Advent Social Justice Conversations Through the Lens of Charity
As we journey together, I invite us to “see,” seek, and sink our Charity roots this Advent into a deeper appreciation and celebration of…
A Vincentian View: The Holy Name of Jesus
From the earliest days of my Catholic education, the good School Sisters of Notre Dame taught my young schoolmates and me to bow our heads when we said the name “Jesus.”