Diary of a Media Priest

I’m typing this on my laptop in what used to be my coatroom. This tiny, overlooked space—once cramme...

Saint Nicholas is undoubtedly the superstar saint of the Netherlands. Forget TikTok influencers—this...

The first thing I notice is the young bishop in striking blue and gold robes, carrying a huge basket...

The American tourist’s voice cut through the quiet. He pointed to the lakeside view he’d just captur...

"This is my mom. She was 44 when she died."

Connor holds out a prayer card with her photo. "I said ...

The man in a purple running shirt grins, proudly showing me his medal. He’d spotted me earlier, stan...

I am writing this at the end of my first week in Ireland. Even though I have been in this amazing co...

“It’s not often you see a priest in a Roman collar in Dublin’s streets these days—what’s your name?”...

"Hey Father, can you do me a favor?" A man in a fluorescent jacket and hard hat waved me over as I w...

This month, I’ll be traveling to Ireland for a month-long adventure as a digital nomad. The funny th...

The little boy waved his wand in my direction and solemnly declared, "Petrificus Totalus!" I knew ex...

Even if you're not into video games, you've likely seen him: Mario, the cheerful plumber with a red ...