What do we think when we see Jesus coming to save us? The first thing the Apostles scream is “Ghost!” when they catch sight of Jesus walking towards them on water.

I don’t know what it looked like when the loaves and the fishes were multiplied. I believe it happened, and I have envisioned it often, but I just can’t picture it.

My children often ask me questions about heaven. What does heaven look like? My answer is almost always the same: “I can’t tell you for sure."

Driving up my street in late spring, you can see which yard is mine from a whole block away: it’s the one covered in dandelions. And I like it that way.

I began writing this piece by googling “how do you make soil fertile?” which should tell you everything you need to know about my own abilities as a gardener.

It is so easy for us to forget that great faith does not require great intelligence. It does not require great knowledge of the world and its workings.

But I refuse to receive the junk mail. I don’t have space for it, in my head or on my counter, so after a day or two, I just throw it away without looking through it.

In the 1883 painting “Mass in a Connemara Cabin,” a small congregation of shabbily dressed faithful is huddled together in a sparsely appointed room.