The Drive South
He left Alton at seven on a Friday morning in the first week of July, which gave him three hours for a drive that should have taken two.
Deacon Michael Halbrook
Faith, family, work, and life - all intertwined.
Permanent deacon of the Diocese of Springfield in Illinois. Husband, father of four sons, builder of Catholic technology, and writer of essays, fiction, and homilies.
The Reasonable Age
What follows is drawn from the working journal of Father Sébastien Renard, SJ, kept between 1748 and 1771, recovered from the library of the Jesuit college at Clermont-Ferrand after the suppression of the Society in France in 1764.
The Invitation
The invitation arrived at the end of the meeting, in the way that things arrived from Ambrose - not announced, not prepared for, simply present when the moment was right.
The Dissolution, 1540
What follows is reconstructed from three sources: a letter from Prior Edmund Holt of Rievaulx to an unknown recipient, dated October 1539; a probate inventory from the estate of Richard Askham, wool merchant of York, dated 1571; and a brief entry in the household accounts of the Askham family covering the years 1540 to 1544.
The Name
He had written to Mara Leclerc on a Wednesday evening, which was three days after Ambrose had given him her name and eleven days after he had found her email address in the Vatican Archive's staff directory.
The Letter from Rome, 2023
What follows is a recovered email correspondence between Teodor Maren and Dr. Mara Leclerc of the Vatican Apostolic Archive, conducted between February and August of 2023.
Homilies & Reflections
Pentecost Happened
What I preached, what I learned, and a word I should have used
The Colleague
The email from Paul Whitfield arrived on a Wednesday, which was the day Joshua usually spent in the library.
Prague, 1942
What follows is drawn from a set of handwritten notes found inside a chalice case in the possession of Teodor Maren at his death, and from a partial journal kept by Father Josef Novák between 1938 and 1942.
Faith & Life
The Bird at the Window
Sunday Night as our weekly Holy Hour started, when I was kneeling to chant O Salutaris Hostia, I could see a bird flying around the window above the sanctuary.