The walls surrounding Ghana’s national cathedral are aging plywood. Its spires are yellow construction cranes, which have not moved in years. It frequently reverberates with singing — the singing of a choir of frogs that moves in whenever the cathedral’s…
I never had the chance to say hello. But I stood in line to say goodbye. After Pope Francis died, my editors asked me to fly to Italy in advance of a move next month to take up the post…
Inside a centuries-old monastery atop a mountain in western Syria, a priest swung an incense holder on a chain, led his flock in melodic chants and delivered a timeless sermon on the importance of loving one’s neighbor. But when the…
