We often don’t see what happens behind the scenes as seminarians turn into priests.

I struggle to keep up with the fast pace and heavy reading load that comes with studying English and as each year progresses, I am tempted to let my spiritual to-read list stack up in the corner until school calms down.

My family’s prayer lives have grown remarkably since we began praying the rosary together about seven or eight years ago.

Summer is ending and I’m now entering my first year of university, but I am more concerned about something else: bubble zones.

Not many 18-year-olds can say they’ve written for a national newspaper. And fewer still can say they’ve been given the chance to not only report on current events, but to give their opinions on relevant social issues.

For the last year and a half, a friend and I have run a small faith-sharing group for young women. It has turned out to be a far more important experience to my faith than I ever imagined.