“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be fe
The story begins in the early morning hours of December 9, 1531, when a 57-year-old Indian peasan
Christmas is a festival of children. We see images of a child born in a stable surrounded by animals with Mary and Joseph by the crib. Although…
As Christmas draws near my thoughts go back to 1973 and 1974 when I was in Korea.
A couple of years ago, before starting the Christmas Mass, in a chapel in the southern area of th
The Subanens are an indigenous people whose ancestral habitat is the highlands of northwest Mindanao in the Philippines. When the Columban Fathers…
At Christmastime we are drawn to reflect on our place of belonging, our "home." This sense of bei
Chased from his parish by a volcano! That is the story of Fr. Laurence Lulkon. Little did I think when I taught Laurence as a seminarian in Fiji…
December, January and February are the wedding months.
Every morning on my way to the office I often see a woman with a dog in a small playground outsid
