Just as when we were children, we were afraid to be alone in the dark and could only be assured by the presence of someone who loved us. Well this is exactly what happened...
The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood –
Again, in spite of that, we call this...
If you are so inclined on this Holy Thursday - and a blessed one to all our readers - you may listen to, and participate in, (you may even be able to watch) the...
Were we to fully realize what a priest is on earth, we would die: not of fright, but of love… Without the priest, the passion and death of our Lord would be of no...
In this last day of Lent, Spy Wednesday, we may profit from another musical adaptation of the Lamentations of Jeremiah, in the style of the perfect art - ars perfecta - of Palestrina. All...
As I began these podcasts, I deleted the first one I did, for I said something I regretted, and thought, do I do this all over again? Re-takes take up a lot time, as...