My identity as a woman of faith was once determined by the men in my life.
My uncles, my grandpa — even my own father. These men had tattoos of the Virgin Mary on their chests, wore chains engrained...
Once a month, the Catholic community here at Georgetown University hosts “Hospitality Sunday.” We order food, decorate Dahlgren Quad and stick around after Mass while faith groups advertise their programs....
Unlike many Catholics, I was not forced into a suit and tie or printed dress and sweater every Sunday morning. I didn’t spend my early elementary years dreaming of my first Communion veil or worrying...
Before coming to college, my faith felt like an obligation. I come from a long line of Catholics who taught me belief in God was a necessity — and anything short of complete faith would guarantee damnation....
Interfaith dialogue constructed and facilitated specifically by women is needed on our campus, in our country and in our world.
In 2016, Georgetown University Campus Ministry student workers Khadija...
Kathryn Threatt's Georgetown experience got off to a rocky start. Since she got to campus, however, her disappointments have deepened her faith in God and awareness of her own identity. To read about Kathryn's...
As a Jesuit university, Georgetown has always had a strong connection to religious traditions and ethics. But when drugs are involved, deeply held beliefs can seem dizzying and contradictory. From...
During my Sunday morning run, the words of the scrawled graffiti script leapt out at me: “The revolution will not be Snapchatted!” It was a jarring proclamation, and it shocked me out of the nervous...
Regardless of one’s political and social views, it is safe to say that religion still plays a large role in today’s world. With numerous religious student organizations, chaplains and the Office of...
Spirituality within college life can exist while being deep, full and beautiful. On this campus, in particular, the opportunity for connection, religious experience and the discovery of each person’s...
How does the whirlwind that is New Student Orientation at Georgetown conclude? Not with cries and cheers, nor with blaring horns. Rather, it concludes in a sustained hush, in great silence.
Allow me...
I first left the Hilltop when I graduated in 1988. Leaving Georgetown a second time is even harder. Revisiting places made holy by our time together helps us to say goodbye. Join me then for one final...
