"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." (Mt 5, 3a) Ancient folklore, tells of a mountain climbed by families that the world told they had no right to do so. They were considered to be the "wrong" colour, the "wrong" sort of people. But they had heard the words of the prophet Zephaniah whispered to the humble: Seek righteousness, seek humility.  So they climbed it anyway. On that mountain, they met others. A Korean woman who cleaned offices at ni

“Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.” ( Mt 4,17 ) Imagine standing in complete darkness, then suddenly — boom — the sky explodes with brilliant colour. Everything you couldn't see is now illuminated, and you can't help but gasp in wonder. That is exactly what happened when Jesus stepped onto the scene. For generations, people had been stumbling through life, trying to figure out meaning, purpose, and truth. They were shadowed by fear, burdened by guilt, and crushed

“Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world. ( Ga 1,29-34 ) A star once traced a path through the dark, and the wise learned how to walk by that light. At eighty years of age, I can smile at that — though these days I also smile, convinced that things I am looking for enjoy hiding from me. I have followed many paths: some well lit, some poorly signposted, and a few I took wondering how on earth I got there at all, usually because I'd missed my turning! Yet t