Franciscan Life
Franciscan life is a love story — with God, with the poor, with the earth, with the stranger. Rooted in the spirit of Francis and Clare of Assisi, these posts explore what it means to embrace simplicity, kinship, and courageous countercultural choices in a world that constantly pushes the other direction. From returning land to Indigenous communities to the spirituality of dumpster diving to what the feast of St. Francis has to teach us today, this is a space for anyone drawn to the Franciscan way — whether you’ve taken vows or are just beginning to feel its pull.
Falling in Love
I spent my entire last year of college waiting to get into the Jesuit Volunteer Corps, your typical, post-graduate year of service program. I thought…
Liam Callanan: Listening and Welcoming
Episode 57 of Messy Jesus Business podcast, with Sister Julia Walsh. Podcast: Play in new window | Download Subscribe: Stitcher | Email | RSS | More “Readers complete a text. And so storytelling is a…
Finding Christ in Every Corner of the Cosmos
The last time I wrote for Messy Jesus Business, I discussed one of my favorite topics –– the Holy Grail. I want to return to…
An Examination of Conscience: How Might We Take Capitalism Out of Being Catholic?
When I was 10 years old and preparing for the sacrament of reconciliation at the small Catholic parish in Minnesota where I was raised, I…
Being the Beloved
The first things I noticed when I entered the hospital room were all the tubes and the constant whirr of the fan inflating the bed…
A Spiritual Lesson From the Salamanders
Over Christmas break, after the brutal winter storm gave way to unseasonal warmth, my sister and I made a clandestine visit to the property where…
Sister Teresa Maya: Building a Common Home
Episode 56 of Messy Jesus Business podcast, with Sister Julia Walsh. Podcast: Play in new window | Download Subscribe: Stitcher | Email | RSS | More “Community extends beyond just a group I belong to……
I Want to Tell You Something Brilliant
My Dear Friend, When I woke up on Christmas morning, I thought of John 1:5. It was a rare gift for me to have only…