Before I became a Catholic 10 years ago I viewed the papacy as a monarchy, representing great strength and self-assurance. 

The grim truth is that legalized euthanasia is not going away. This is not giving up but stating a hard truth. 

I understand those who do not want to dismiss the letter written by Archbishop Carlo Maria Viganò out of hand, given his high regard in the Church. His allegations that Pope Francis did nothing after being made aware five years ago of the sexual misconduct of former Cardinal Theodore McCarrick are serious and should raise concerns. 

You could almost hear the champagne corks popping below the border when U.S. Supreme Court Justice Anthony Kennedy announced his resignation. 

In 2010 I was invited to take part in an eight-day course called The Church Up Close. It was held in Rome in a stunning building occupied by Opus Dei called Santa Croce. It was located off the equally stunning Piazza Navona.

When I was a child I watched a movie called Village of the Damned. It was creepy and scary.

We just witnessed the wonderful scene of thousands of Canadians marching in Ottawa to show their support for life. It was encouraging but also raises some serious questions.

I am writing about a friend. Her name is Tanya Granic Allen. I do not normally write about friends or family, but what happened to her at the hands of supposed political allies needs repeating because it was so grotesque and cowardly. 

We were all lined up at our desks, blank forms at the ready an plenty of pens for St. Michael’s parishioners to use. 

What is peace? What does it mean in the Christian sense?