Joshua Whitfield

May 30, 2019

Column: You Must Read 1984!

Truth is a writer’s first responsibility. To conquer the lie, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn said.
May 27, 2019

Column: What Will Memorial Day Make of Us?

What are we to make of Memorial Day?
May 22, 2019

Column: A Girl’s Love of Baseball

Maggie Whitfield interviews Melanie Newman of the Salem Red Sox…
May 8, 2019

Preaching and Obedience

Whose Catholicism is it? Whose Catholic Church?
May 6, 2019

Column: Loving Uncertainty

My uncle took my father’s place when my parents divorced.
April 22, 2019

Column: Notre Dame reminds us we’re more spiritual than we think

It is hard to describe the loss of Notre Dame. When the poet Rainer Maria Rilke lived in Paris, each evening on his way home, he stopped as he crossed the Siene on the Île de la Cité to watch the sun set over Notre Dame. The darkening ancient towers silent against the new, awakening, electric […]
October 6, 2024

Homily: Jesus, the Edenist

Of course, the Lord’s words in today’s gospel are difficult to hear.
September 29, 2024

Homily: To See

To be a Christian, to be moral at all: it requires that you have the capacity to see.
September 8, 2024

Homily: Do You Want Jesus To Open Your Ears?

The passage from Isaiah and the passage from Mark, put together as they are today, mean to tell us something.
September 1, 2024

Homily: Catholics in the Heart

It’s good to wash your hands; cleanliness is good. To wash your hands engaged in divine worship, that’s good too. The Pharisees here were not altogether wrong; your mother wasn’t wrong when she told you to wash your hands. The disciples didn’t wash their hands. Maybe they should have. I wash my hands before Mass, before […]
August 4, 2024

Homily: The Grueling Transformation of Desire

What surprises me each time I read it is what they said to him, what they asked him: “Sir, give us this bread always.”[1]
July 28, 2024

Homily: You Give Them Something to Eat

Speaking of Moses and the manna given in the desert all those years ago, Jesus said, “You know, the bread your fathers ate in the desert didn’t last. They all died.”[1] It was, although miraculously delivered, just ordinary bread. And then he began to speak about his heavenly Father and the bread that he gives—not ordinary […]