When I first met Daniel Berrigan, I wanted his advice about the life that lay ahead for me, but I didn’t know exactly what to say. “What’s the point of…

Hundreds of thousands opposing the war took to the streets last week in Washington, D.C. I was in Los Angeles at the time and joined a march there. Destination: the…

In 1991, as the U.S. bombed Baghdad, the phone rang at the Jesuit community house in Oakland where I was living. It was an English professor at Stanford. Would I…

I think we’ve well entered into Orwell’s nightmare of a post-modern, post-Christian era of permanent war. We have a war president, a Congress that writes blank checks for war, an…

Over the years, in my search for clues as to the ways of the God of peace, I've inquired of a great many people about their experience of God. Jesuits,…

In the months before Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated, as he planned the “Poor People’s Campaign” and spoke out against the U.S. war in Vietnam, he plunged into despair.…

Just before Christmas, Daniel Berrigan and I spent an evening with Franciscan priest and teacher Richard Rohr at the new Catholic Worker house in Albuquerque. A blizzard swirled outside, and…

New Year's weekend brought three and a half feet of snow to the mesa high in the New Mexico desert where I live. So I've been sitting by a fire,…

Jesus came into the world to homeless refugees, into abject poverty, on the outskirts of a brutal empire, and the story goes that on that night, a chorus of angels…