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Peel back the layers of our modern-day debate over the role of women in the church and you’ll find the underlying stumbling block has to do with hierarchy and bodies.

Bishop Barron may be correct that the church has become intellectually weaker, but the way to truth is to continue inviting the voices of those who have been marginalized in the past.

The years and youve been around the players. what do you say to your players today? what is the pressure like on those coaches to lead not as football coaches, but almost as ministers of hope? >> the buffalo head coach is a tremendous human being and will have no problem and has many leaders on his roster. guys who will -- it will be up to the players themselves, although the coach will facilitate everything they need whether its meeting in the locker room, whether its getting together in some w...

The Communist Party of Cuba arrested a human rights activist, Agustín López Canino, to prevent him from celebrating independence day.

And she does it in an unmistakable Caribbean accent that embraces, hugs, kisses, dances, cries, and rumbles out laughter.

Havanas Malecón, towards Prado. J. E. Rodríguez Diario de Cuba Víctor Carlos Oramas gets the days of the week mixed up in Havana. He was born and raised in the barrio of El Cana, in the municipality of Cerro, "where the peoples hustle and bustle, and the sound of music" once filled the days with a festive air. "I no longer know if whether its Wednesday or Friday. With the silence, every day is like Monday; heavy, like its in mourning. With great l...

My mother struggled with depression, back injuries, and chronic arthritis. But the moment my father took off his belt in drunken frustration when I was up past my bedtime, she told him to leave. Her children were not going to know the violence and fear that she had known. The story would be Disney-worthy if it ended there. But trauma sometimes feels like it has its own natural law—too often it is not destroyed but redirected. In our home economic insecurity was a constant. My mother carried t...