Catholic, Gay, and Feeling Fine, Thanks
Michelle Pfeiffer: I think she’s starting to suspect something. Harrison Ford: Who? Michelle Pfeiffer: [scarily, sexily] YOUR WIFE.1 It’s tricky, having a secret identity. Not so tricky when you live alone: I imagine Superman enjoyed lounging around his apartment in cape and tights, blissful and carefree as long as he kept the curtains closed.2 And…
1: Black Dog I know y’all have been praying for me. I know some of you pray for me all the time. I’m so grateful, and I do my best to return the favor. I’ve had a hard month or so, and I hate having hard months, because I’m not supposed to have those, and…
Question: What do depression and lust have in common? Quick answer: everything. But wait, lust is fun, and depression isn’t! Lust is when there’s something you want to think about but shouldn’t, and depression is when there’s something you don’t want to think about but can’t help it. Right? Sort of. I remember being sixteen1…
It’s spring, and I am rediscovering the pleasures of the coffee shop patio. A table over, three old Russians scratch lottery tickets. Two tables over, a man enthusiastically discusses his plans for a new kind of porn website (“classy; not like Hustler. That’s just how I was raised…how do you feel about photography?”). A group…
When the Apostles learned of the Resurrection, they were overjoyed. They were also confused and scared and had no idea what was going on. Nor did they know about the blessings and the tremendous new works of God that were heading in their direction. “My Father is working still,” says Jesus; “and I am working.”…
Happy Easter! One thing I like about Easter: everything. But besides that, there’s the fact that we get what amounts to a week full of Sundays. No good excuse not to rejoice.1 I’m just coming out of a three-week funk, and that’s an awfully long time for me. I tried all my best tricks, but…
…DEATH SWALLOWED UP IN VICTORY Details to follow. Just now I am at the bar, post-vigil, celebrating (1) the victory of Jesus over death and all of his friends, and (2) the reception into the Church of a very dear old friend. Alleluia, I say!
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.1 When I was in college and going through the worst of it, I got tired of praying that the sadness would go away and that things would be easy. I got tired of it because…
The Mass is like a huge electromagnet that gets switched on at the beginning of the offertory. Before that point, you should have gone through your pockets for your cell phone, spare change, and any spare paper clips, and maybe your belt if it’s got a metal buckle. Then you throw it all up in…
