Evening Prayer of gratitude
I give you thanks, O Babe of Bethlehem, for all you’ve done for me. Violet hue, bright white glow, as light begins to fade. Clouds dark with foreboding, ready to allow serenity to fall, each flake an individual. Each one still, different, and perfectly able to disappear. We are these flakes, and humanity as snow, But for a baby that was given us, We too could’ve disappeared.
So I’m in Montreal for a couple days. A very beautiful city, at one time a VERY Catholic city, but now, much like Catholic Europe, a very secular city. I’m not like many of my friends in that I do not see this as inherently bad. It is not my desire to see Catholic cities, but rather cities where one is free to be Catholic and his ideas are welcome in the ‘town square’ and...
Muslim dialogue, Christian bullshit
I was speaking with a Muslim woman and her boyfriend yesterday. She was a beautiful soul from Romania, he was a good guy that adheres to a schismatic version of Catholicism (sedevacantist) which believes that there is no pope and everyone since J23 has been an anti-pope. He was interested in how I ‘convert’ Muslims on campus. I told him that I don’t convert anyone, rather I...
Holy Saturday verse
The earth keeps quiet. Keeping the secret that death is overcome, giving no hint that Adam’s sin has even been undone. Go on O man about your distracted way Pay no heed to the silence Yet listen well to the chains, as they break on Easter day.
How good is Good Friday
It’s hard to put into words the feelings and thoughts I have around Good Friday. This is my 13th good Friday since becoming a Christian. So I guess this is Good Friday the 13th for me? At any rate, Good Friday is wrought with expectations about what you should feel, think about and do or at least what I would like to do. I’d like my house to be silent from 12-3, have my family and I...