GSR Today - In our fast-paced world, at times filled with sound bites of superficiality, it’s a blessing to be reminded of what is important, to be called to center our lives on the Gospel and to touch God in the depth and breadth of it all. To help us realize all is interconnected.

Filming took seven years, two trips to Italy, crashing a Pauline bus pilgrimage, getting kicked out of St. Paul Outside-the-Walls in Vatican City and a number of reported miracles. But on Oct. 25, the Daughters of St. Paul and Spirit Juice Studios finally premiered their 90-minute documentary, "Media Apostle," at the Gene Siskel Film Center in Chicago.

GSR Today - Looking back over 2015, we have favorites. Did you miss one of these stories the first time around? Now would be the perfect chance to read it. Better yet, read all 10!

Sr. Margo Morris is a member of the Society of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the president of Sprout Creek Farm in Dutchess County, New York. She has been involved in educational agriculture since 1982. She met with Brett Davis at Sprout Creek Farm to talk about her work at the farm for Davis' oral history book project about Catholic women religious.

We are very near to the close of the year dedicated to consecrated life, and there is no doubt Pope Francis has played a very profound role by inviting us consecrated people to engage in some introspection. It has been a journey of many difficult and unanswered questions, a time for renewal and rededication.

From A Nun's Life podcasts - In this Random Nun Clip, we talk with Sistrs Bernadette and Carlotta Maria about prayers, stairs and coffee at the Sisters of the Monastery of Saint Gertrude, in Cottonwood, Idaho.

There is an ancient story that is our common heartbeat. It speaks to us, deeply, quietly and simply; its whispers are heard in the rhythms of our ordinary lives, in between the rushing activity of our regular days. As we move together and alone, the power of this ancient story is known and felt in the cracks and creases of our common heart.

See for Yourself - One of the wonderful things about the holidays is spending time with family. My parents simply expected that we would all make time to be together for Christmas, and so we continue that.

At 6 p.m. on an unusually mild Christmas Eve, I parked my tan Ford Escort next to Ellen's red one outside a pizza parlor in downtown Syracuse, N.Y. Standing in slushy snow, we opened our hatchbacks and watched as two young kids in stained aprons loaded enough pizzas for the entire inmate population of the Syracuse jail.

It’s called Moab Under Canvas, and it is located just down the road from Arches National Park in southern Utah. Friends and I decided that as long as we were in Salt Lake City for the Parliament of World Religions we would drive down to see what many believe to be one of the more specular national parks. We needed a place to stay, and funds were limited. Moab under Canvas seemed just the right spot.