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In recent weeks, I have encountered a few Catholics who believe the current pandemic is not real, that it has been created by an anonymous “they” who want to restrict the civil liberties of ordinary people.

Assist D&P

Re: Religious raise concerns with D&P investigation (March 28):

Kudos to Mr. Swan’s report, in which Fr. Eric Oland, Jesuit Provincial Superior, and Br. Louis Cinq-Mars, former president of the Canadian Religious Conference, deplore the withholding of funds from the poorest of the poor for fear some of the funds could be used for family planning.

No one is exactly sure what was going through the mind of explorer Ferdinand Magellan when he landed on the island of Cebu in the Philippines in March of 1521.

The Holy Week chaos that hit Ontario churches when the Ford government slammed on its COVID “emergency brake” hours before Good Friday is part of the chain reaction of frustration faithful Canadians are experiencing.

It was the interview of the century. Almost a half-billion people worldwide tuned into Oprah Winfrey’s sitdown with Prince Harry and Meghan explaining why they quit “the Firm.”

Most of us muddle through life oblivious to the symphony of roosters crowing in the background. 

(Editor’s note: The restrictions on worship have been felt across the country, perhaps most profoundly in British Columbia, where indoor services were banned  again just before Easter as COVID cases rose. Our first two letters dealing with the closures are reprinted from The B.C. Catholic)

The little hospice that refused to give in to the steamrolling politics of so-called “medical assistance in dying” is no more.

Progress is a myth. What?! Progress is non-existent? No, but “progress,” if it is to be embraced with enthusiasm, must truly be progress.

Despite the promise of spring in the air, the day had turned windy and blustery, cutting sharply through the heavy jacket I reserve for evenings such as these on the street.