Catholic, Gay, and Feeling Fine, Thanks
This place looks just like a Kung Fu dojo should look. It’s in the seedy section of town,1 egg-rolled2 between a Chinese restaurant and a 7-11. Inside the students are moving in slow motion; the T’ai Chi class is right before the Kung Fu class. The sifu — that’s Kung Fu for sensei — is…
Patsy Cline, Roy Orbison, Sam Cooke. My new Pandora station has been helping to keep me sane. I should be depending on the Lord for that, but I ask you: who else could have made Patsy Cline? Music always makes me think of colors, and Patsy is a deep, breathless blue, like a summer sky…
“It is funny how mortals always picture us as putting things into their minds: in reality our best work is done by keeping things out.”1 To be a Christian is to know that the phrase “too good to be true” is nonsense. A thing is true insofar as it is good, and good insofar as…
“Oh Steve,” laughed my friend Hilda on the phone, “you think God wants you to be lonely, don’t you?” This was a couple of years ago, in Dallas. I was visiting UD over spring break and savoring the feeling of being surrounded by old friends, and had been wondering out loud whether it might not…
While working on some of the kinks in my laptop, I accidentally introduced more kinks. Haven’t had internet at home for days. I’m not ignoring your emails, I swear…just can’t do them justice on my phone’s tiny keyboard. Meantime, let us continue to pray for one another.
“‘Supposing the Pope looked up and saw a cloud and said ‘It’s going to rain’, would that be bound to happen?’ ‘Oh, yes, Father.’ ‘But supposing it didn’t?’ He thought a moment and said, “I suppose it would be sort of raining spiritually, only we were too sinful to see it.’”1 How many times have…
A couple of months ago I had the pleasure of being interviewed by Sonja Corbitt of Catholic Online. Her resultant article is available here. Thanks, Sonja!
Ever watch kids with their friends? I mean really little kids, like maybe first or second grade. At that age, having a friend means having someone who is around the same height as you, and doesn’t try to take your food. Or anyway doesn’t hit you when he takes it. Or anyway not too often….
So many posts I’d like to write. Today was better than I expected it to be. In Mass, the readings seemed designed to encourage and challenge me; in Adoration, Jesus reached down deep into my heart and scrubbed away something nasty; and then I got to see my sister, besides. But I should really go…
Heyyy, my article about vocations is up at Our Sunday Visitor! I b’lieve it will be out in print on the 13th, but you can read it online right here. Tell yer friends.
