J. M. Cameron (1910–95) was a philosophy professor at Saint Michael’s College in Toronto, here, for many years. I met him through one of his prize students, who happened to be my girlfriend at the time, forty-plus years ago. He asked me what I was reading, over tea. I was...
It is well, I reflect on this Feast of Saint John of the Cross, that there were no bloggers in sixteenth-century Spain. Saint John himself would never have been among them; nor Saint Teresa of Jesus, though the poor woman might have been sorely tempted. These two, among the three...
An anti-blogger or Idleposter is likely to read others, from idle curiosity if no better cause, and the commentarii diurni to which I first turn most days is Father Hunwicke’s Mutual Enrichment. Surely he is the world’s greatest Catholic blogger in English (mostly), though Hunwicke himself assigns the title of Archiblogopoiosto America’s Father Zed. Once...
Soon after the healing of the centurion’s slave a second miracle, we are told, occurs. It differs from its predecessor in an obvious way. For whereas the slave was still alive - even though he was at the point of death, when Jesus healed him - the young man who...
Not every one who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord’, shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of my Father. Now who are they, who say ‘Lord, Lord’ so insistently, but who somehow miss the whole point? According to the Gospel, they are false prophets, dressed...