first steps

A simple, wooden cross with the weathered etching “Henri Nouwen” lay before me. I had reached my destination. For the past year, my mind had been set on this man’s legacy and lessons. It was, at some point, decided: this man has a lot to teach me, I must visit the place where he lived. … 

 

should i stay or should i go?

This post was originally published on the Capuchin Franciscan Vocation Blog: Over the past week, I have been somewhat removed from the ‘outside world’ with my fellow postulants in a little town called Pickerel, Wisconsin. We have been given this time to write our final self-evaluations. These self-evaluations at the end of our postulancy period … 

 

the road ahead for me

Van Gogh. A Road at Saint-Remy. 1889. Kasama Nichido Museum of Art, Ibaraki, Japan. I have been meaning to write something down that would explain where I am going in the next few months. It was fun for me to put this timeline together, and I hope that it can help in coordinating visits with friends … 

 

searching for home

I have a deep longing within me to find my home. Last night, I was graced with the opportunity to have a little ‘jam session’ with a couple of friends. We played Howard Shore’s famous ‘hobbit’ theme from The Fellowship of the Ring (see bottom of page). It stirred up in me all of the emotions that … 

 

free to die, free to live

I believe that this little story captures the essence of Easter: A prison guard once told Nelson Mandela, “Do you not know that I have the power to have you killed?” Mandela responded, “Do you not know that I have the power to go to my death freely?” In Mandela’s willingness to die, he experienced … 

 

a tireless neighbor

Today, we celebrate the birthday of an extraordinary man. Fred Rogers (of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood fame) passed away in 2003. He would have been 88 years old today. He offered his life to the world and in the process has borne much fruit in the lives of countless children—and adults—across the generations. When I recall … 

 

love and deaf

( Love and Death, Woody Allen, 1975 ) I wish to provide some advance warning: this post deals quite candidly with sensitive issues of death and violence. Reader discretion is advised. The Latin root of the word ‘absurd’ is surdus. Surdus translates as ‘deaf’. I recently viewed an extremely gripping documentary that exhibited the terrors of the Holocaust to me … 

 

my prodigal son

I offer this simple, free, and original hymn to the world. It’s called “My Prodigal Son”. This is a homemade-quality clip of “My Prodigal Son” being used in a parish setting. (St. Robert’s Parish. Shorewood, WI. March 03, 2016.) It’s licensed under a Creative Commons license and thus totally free to use in your parish, … 

 

friar dude: revised edition

I made a few updates to Friar Dude and added a Spanish translation. Most importantly, I made the final levels of the game a bit more fair. If you wish to skip my winded explanation of the revisions: PLAY GAME Avoid playing on Internet Explorer / Microsoft Edge. Chrome / Firefox / Safari are much … 

 

unstained gratitude

Today, I had an honest epiphany: There has never been a time in my life when I have been able to look back on the previous six months of my life and say ‘thank you’. I have always held some sort of grudge against life. There has always been some unanticipated crisis, negative feeling, or …