This is the third installment in the 1517 articles series, “What Makes a Saint?”
The Church speaks not with the cleverness of men, but with the breath of God.
I always imagined dying a faithful death for Christ would mean burning at the stake. Now, I suspect it will mean dying in my bed of natural causes.

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We fail over and over again to tame the sin in our hearts, to guard the doors of our lips and to act like the children of God.
The sweet aroma of the life, death, and resurrection of Christ overpowers the icy winds that seek to destroy.
Advent is one big answer to the question of free will in matters of salvation. God is free. Our will is bound.
Oh Come, see Him loving you before He was ever even born.
Immanuel is born to rescue all of us weak-hearted, cowardly, self-deceiving children of this world. He comes to set us free in the liberation of His death.
The restoration of everything that is and will be, was always meant to take place in a virgin’s belly, in a manger, at the cross.
With her iPhone, Mary snapped a pic of Jesus in the manger, chose the Clarendon filter, and posted it to her Instagram account.
The celebration of He who came in humility, who would upend the Kingdoms of this world, was eclipsed by men grasping at the power of each other’s supposed kingdoms.
It’s the shadow of death that causes mankind to sit in darkness.
A friend recently told me they had never seen the movie A Christmas Story. “What?!” I exclaimed. “Well, you need to fix that this year.”
Jesus has a mighty weapon which is the weapon of His warfare, the sword of His mouth, the very Word of God.
He is and evermore shall be God With Us: though we await His second physical Advent, He is still fully human and fully present in His Word and Sacraments.