This weeks' Godtalk presents us with the challenge to try to live more fully in the present moment and not let our heartaches about the past or our anxieties about tomorrow cheat us out of the riches of today.
Jim Crampsey SJ reflects on his recent journey to Albania, where he discovered the martyrs of the Communist period. What was different about this group of martyrs was that they came from the Orthodox Church and the Muslim faith as well as the Catholic Church.
Alex reflects on Walter Ciszek's book He Leadeth Me in the light of Holy Week. We must be generous enough with our own selves, with everything we have, to empty ourselves and hand everything over to God...
In 1940, the renowned writer of detective fiction, Miss Dorothy L. Sayers, was approached by the BBC to produce a series of radio plays about the life of Jesus. Dermot Preston SJ reflects on this in the context of Easter.
Given the speed and change in our world today, the increasing specialization and fragmentation inside higher education, and the ever-increasing complexity of our lives, we may find ourselves wondering just how much we really know. What can we know amongst all the complexity and sophistication of our world?
After an exile of 500 years, beavers have successfully reestablished themselves in the River Otter in Devon, and now after being confirmed clear of disease and of European origin are officially free! Our Green Jesuit Henry Longbottom SJ discusses how Ignatius would react to plans to capture them.
22nd March was the birthday of the late Fr Gerry W Hughes SJ, who died on 4th November 2014. He would have been 91 today. The Tablet’s Literary Editor, Brendan Walsh, met Fr Gerry shortly before his death .
On 22 March, we remember the life of St Nicholas Owen SJ, a Jesuit brother and builder of priest holes. Much of his ministry was carried out in complete secrecy, and so we know very little about him, and unlike Jesuits brethren like Campion, his suffering and death wasn't seen on the scaffold, but happened in the secrecy of the prison: his priest holes, his silent prayers, are all that remain.