The Word Among Us

Easter 2017 Issue

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Thank You, Lord!

I am obsessed with setting goals and then trying my best to meet them. Whether it’s my family, my weight, exercise, or any other activity, I always find myself aiming high. I guess you could say that I have a real “Type A” personality—with all of its good and bad attributes. More »

INSIDE THIS ISSUE

I Am the Bread of Life

Hallelujah! Christ is risen! In lofty cathedrals and humble chapels throughout the world, this joyful proclamation rings out on Easter Sunday. Jesus of Nazareth has been raised from the dead. The grave could not hold him, and sin could not conquer him. Now risen in victory, Jesus invites all of us to share in his triumph. More »

Open My Eyes, Lord!

Imagine what it must have been like for the disciples on that first Easter Sunday. Jesus, who had been crucified just three days earlier, began to appear to them. First it was to Mary Magdalene. Then to Peter. Then to all the apostles except Thomas. And then to the two disciples on the road to Emmaus. Jesus seemed to be everywhere! More »

Celebrate the Covenant

In some churches, when the morning sky is clear, the people celebrating Mass might be treated to a splash of colors as the sun’s rays shine through the windows of the church. It’s like a rainbow—a perfect image of the covenant love God has for us! It’s a love that we celebrate every time we receive Jesus in the Eucharist. More »

Special Feature

God Is Our Fortress

The city of Aleppo was, until recently, the largest city in Syria: the nation’s industrial capital, located at the center of Mediterranean trade routes. It is also one of the world’s oldest, most continually inhabited cities. More »

The Treasure beside Me

Our tradition of having Sunday dinner with our four grown children was becoming confrontational. Seriously, Mom? You believe Jesus was a real person? Prove it. More »

More than Words

When I was growing up, the Bible in our house sat on the highest shelf of our family room—prominent, but inaccessible. The only time it was brought down was when Monsignor McGuire came over for supper or when one of my four brothers or me misbehaved. Then sometimes, my mother would banish us to a corner and hand us the Bible to read as a consequence. More »