The Cost of Discipleship
And in Selma, Alabama, when I was being interrogated, and all the policemen spat in my face, the face of the white nigger-lover, and only grace kept me from spitting back—grace plus common sense, for I knew I would have been a dead white nigger-lover. I sat in Birmingham jail with Dr. Martin Luther King as he wrote “Letter from Birmingham Jail.”
Serving the Poor: Beyond Food, Clothing, and Shelter
by Julia Demaree For where two or three are gathered in my Name, I am there in their midst. –Jesus (Matt. 18:20)... Read More
Remembering Fr. David Kirk
by Fr. John Garvey Father David Kirk died on May 23 at the age of 72. His life was dedicated to the... Read More