There are times when life changes dramatically. Sometimes it’s organic and expected, for example in the teenage years, midlife, older age. These transitions can be frightening in their seismic shifts, but we cannot stand still or atrophy, and grace awaits us in each stage.

During my husband’s years in business school, he learned about the power of the “nudge”: how to form a new habit by connecting it to a habit you already have. This practice changed my life.

It is a scene of devastation, love and hope. A scene from the movie The Soloist somehow reveals the stunning beauty and tenderness of the Heart of God.

In the words of Pope Francis, there’s reason to hope the best days are still to come, but it’s not an exaggeration to say the past decade hasn’t been the best time for freedom of expression in Canada and around the world.

They christened me Lubomirus. They named me in Kingston, in the St James Chapel of St Mary’s Cathedral. It was Tuesday June 29, 1954.

More than a decade ago, the late Pope Benedict XVI, sounded an alarm about the menace of accelerating secularism. His concerns were more than justified.

The Dalai Lama reminds us, “The very nature (of war) is one of tragedy and suffering.” This is true for both active combatants and civilians. The loss of one life is too many. This is certainly where both of us stand.

Canadians are likely to face our next federal election within a few months or even weeks. Given the number of challenges facing Canada and the world, now is the time for us to start thinking carefully about how we will approach that election.

The woman had come to the end. She had barely escaped from her country with her life, and was reeling from the profound rejection of her people. Miraculously, she and her husband had made their way to Canada, but he compounded the rejection through constant infidelities.

In the year of our Lord 2025 there is a particular historical event that should be on hearts and minds of all: the 80th anniversary of the end of the Second World War.