The Conversion of Alphonse Ratisbonne

Alphonse Ratisbonne was a young Jew from a family of well-established bankers in Strasbourg, France. He also was socially prominent due to his wealth and blood-ties to the Rothschild. In 1827, Alphonse’s older brother, Thèodore, converted to Catholicism and entered … Continue reading

Our Lady of Joy

Our Lady of Joy is also know as, Notre Dame de Liesse, or Causa Nostrae Laetitiae In 1134 three Knights of the Order of Saint John of Jerusalem who were prisoners of the Muslims in Egypt, miraculously found or received … Continue reading

Holy Shroud: New Evidence of Authenticity

After five years of studies and research on the Holy Shroud, a scientific body of the highest competence concludes that Science, even the most advanced, is unable to produce anything like it. It is impossible to imitate or falsify it. … Continue reading

Tragedy, Prophecy and Divine Providence – II

Three days before Jesus Christ was brutally executed, He sat on top of Mount Olivet and patiently explained the process of universal and Church history through the ages (Matt. 24), from the viewpoint of Divine Providence. Among the more striking images … Continue reading

Reflections on the Ascension

Upon entering Jerusalem, we recall that here rested Our Lord Jesus Christ in a closed sepulcher, penetrated by neither air nor light, His Sacred Body disfigured by wounds. Wrapped in the Holy Shroud, Our Lord lies in utter darkness, reduced … Continue reading

“Icon of the Heavenly Jerusalem”

Priests, Architects, members of liturgical councils and parishioners gathered in Mundelein, Illinois to discuss how a Church will look in 2010. What most people want is beauty! Building a Domus Dei “I was in awe. In every direction I looked, … Continue reading

Tradition, Family, and Property

Once upon a time, there was a young man torn by a critical conflict of affections. He loved his charming spouse with all his soul. Yet at the same time, he had profound affection and respect for his mother. However, … Continue reading