Guest Post
When the apostles went with another candidate
While the apostles welcome Matthias into his new role, I want to sit with Barsabbas, the one who was rejected.
If Tocqueville were alive, he would worry about our national character
Alexis de Tocqueville’s “Democracy in America” offers us perhaps the best single account of what Donald Trump’s candidacy for the presidency means for our country.
Will God save us from Donald Trump?
After the simmering verbal and physical violence at Donald Trump’s rallies, I have a question for you:
Will God save us from Donald Trump?
North Carolina's absurd anti-discrimination bill isn't the final word
I love North Carolina. I’m not a native, but I’ve been here for a while now. The midwesterner in me still thrills at the possibility of a day trip to the mountains or the beach. I regularly try to convince my friends to move here. It’s a great place, I tell them … except for the state legislature.
Last week, the legislature outdid itself in embarrassing the state in front of the rest of the country, a feat it has perfected in recent years.
Meditation on a crucifix during class
Why is the Jesus on that crucifix so small?
The cross overshadows him, dwarfs him. This is what I think about in my Aquinas class.
God and man in Trumpland
This week, the National Review published a statement to Catholics opposing Donald Trump’s campaign for president. Authored by right-wing eminences George Weigel and Robert George, and cosigned by an impressive list of Catholic intellectuals and leaders, the document joins a body of anti-Trump literature that is coming into its own stentorian rhetorical conventions.
Off with his hat
We have witnessed decades of churchmen staggering to recognize and apologize for the church's failure to protect uncountable numbers of victims.
A Danish girl's costly self-denial
The Danish Girl celebrates a young artist's gender transition. But the Oscar-nominated film goes farther than this—and not everywhere it goes is comfortable.
A pope's love
The day after Valentine’s Day, the BBC offered the world an unexpected and unusual love story. Nearly 40 years ago, two Polish-born philosophers began a correspondence, one that continued for more than 30 years and ended with a visit the day before one of them died.
Why theological schools need tenure
Theological schools occupy a unique place within higher education. With relatively small enrollments and modest endowments, seminaries feel the cutting edge of change. Online learning, new degree programs, and nontraditional scheduling proliferate. And rumors abound that one school or another might shut down.
The Century invites reader submissions
The Century invites readers to submit first-person narratives (under 1,000 words) on the topics feast and power.
Lent as a white Christian during Black History Month
Lent is early this year, so it coincides with Black History Month for a full 18 days.
This overlap of sacred and secular calendars proves doubly sacred for Christians in the U.S. The sacred journey of Lent leads us to the cross—at the end of Jesus’ life of healing ministry and preaching good news to the poor. The sacred journey of Black History Month leads us to the lynching tree—as well as to African American innovators such as the man who developed modern blood storage and transfusion.
Trumpism without racism?
Something subtle and remarkable has happened in American politics—and, it seems, in democracies across the developed world. The big arguments over what the state owes the people, in terms of services and public welfare, have been somewhat eclipsed. Now the focus is on who counts as people in the first place.
Virtual church on a snow day
I was concerned that this was a ridiculous idea that would result in a giant train wreck forever archived in cyberspace. I was wrong; it was awesome.
How schools overlook religious harassment and what to do about it
My American history teacher spoke in a monotone as he read a few paragraphs from the textbook about the Nazis killing six million Jews during the Holocaust. The boy sitting behind me leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “Kike. My grandfather was in the KKK.”