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KC rescheduled both the hearing and vote on the teen therapy ban for next Wednesday the 6th (hearing) and Thursday the 7th (vote). This...

I met Carol a year or so ago at a coffee joint; she possessed a cool style and looked at me with piercing, indigo blue eyes. She was also...

Bless and thank you for your good service of our city. I voted for you because I respect your story. Please hear mine and many whom I...

‘And a highway will be there; it will be called the Way of Holiness’ (Is. 35:8). Most efforts to pursue sexual wholeness are blocked by...

Jesus is good news for the sexually broken. As a mere member of His, deeply flawed, I fall short. I guess that explains the title of our...

We as a staff opened our ministry year in prayer; Annette received a word about ‘collateral damage’, the fall-out from battle—war’s...

The Crucified rallied the nations last week in Kansas City; under the flood of His Divine Mercy, we wept for joy. Ecstasy. No better way...

Does the thinning buffer between us and eternity expose virtue or vice? Does aging make us better or worse? Not sure… During this summer...

Our gendered humanity—submitted to one another in reverence to Christ (Eph. 5:21)—points beyond itself. It reveals the One who made us to...

I love the fire of Pentecost—the coming of the Holy Spirit in power: exposing idols, commanding allegiance to one Father through the Son,...

Easter opens the eyes of our heart to see the Risen Christ. For the first time, again. He is here! He has walked through our walls; His...

‘The poor and needy search for water but there is none; their tongues are parched with thirst, but I the Lord will answer them; I, the...

Fire. Burning. Notre Dame. Judgment at our house, right here, us. More than a sign of French resilience: a church, our Church. ‘Bearing’...

I sent out a series of questions to my favorite priests and Rev. Msgr William J King who runs a Living Waters group in his parish...

What had been alien to me—a black-coated mystery, heady and aloof, men in rectories, celibate yet suspect—became engaging and vital...

I prepared myself for the worst last Sunday, the Feast of the Holy Family. I prophesied a dismal homily on the too-radiant-to-be-believed...

OK, OK, I love my wife and kids and dogs and house. But I am most at home before the One. During these days of Christmas, my eyes are...

‘No-one can celebrate a genuine Christmas without being truly poor. Only those who need someone to come on their behalf will have that...

‘I know that only the LordGod can and will loose my fetters and open my door, and that only His creative storm will unfurl my flag once...

‘Perhaps what we modern people need most is to be genuinely shaken…God permits this whirlwind to go over the earth…This is the first...