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Love’s DNA
Recently, in a theology class, I was asked this question: “Why is it that whenever we talk about love we soon end up talking about rules and commandments? Invariably we
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The Church in Europe – Lessons to be Learned
Recently I attended a meeting of the major superiors of the Oblates of Mary Immaculate in Europe. More than a dozen countries, from both Western and Eastern Europe, were represented.
https://ronrolheiser.com/the-church-in-europe-lessons-to-be-learned/
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On Sex And The Unsurrendered Life
The task of life is ultimately to surrender, as the gospels define this. If you were to take all of Jesus’ teachings, all that’s said about belief, morality, and piety
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Pagan Beauty
In his book, The Divine Milieu, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin confesses that throughout his life he was haunted by two great loves, God and pagan beauty. Both had the power
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In Praise of Skin
In her book, Nature and Other Mothers, Brenda Peterson has a marvellous little essay entitled: In Praise of Skin. Her reflections begin on a personal level. When she was thirty-five
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Needed: Saints and Prophets within Secularity
Recently I attended a meeting at which religious leaders from a dozen European nations made presentations on the state of the church in their respective countries. Again and again, the
https://ronrolheiser.com/needed-saints-and-prophets-within-secularity/
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What makes for a practicing Christian?
There’s a national phone-in show on radio in Canada that I try to catch whenever I can. Recently its topic for discussion was: Why do so few people go to
https://ronrolheiser.com/what-makes-for-a-practicing-christian/
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Learning the Language of Rebirth
It was George Carlin, I think, who once quipped: “When I was born, I was so stunned that I couldn’t speak for two years!” There’s a homily in that. Recently
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When Doing Nothing is Enough
What can you do in the face of powerlessness? What can you do in a situation where, it seems, anything you can say or do will only make things worse?
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Daily Resurrection
Gilbert K. Chesterton once wrote a poem he entitled, Second Childhood. It speaks of the resurrection: When all my days are ending And I have no song to