Grace

I’m a wayward Catholic boy. Well, that’s an exaggeration. Father Andrew Greeley liked to repeat the cliché that, “Once Catholic, always Catholic.” With qualifications, yes. Death awaits Nothing ever leaves you. No one ever leaves you. A friend from long ago lost his mother to breast cancer. He was 14. And every year on theContinue reading “Grace”

To Be or Not Be Catholic, and Atheist

The stonework of the vast interior, made to seem even larger by the emptiness of the high, rounded ceiling, creates a cavernous feeling. But the darkness of the stone is interrupted by colorful, translucent light, creating a sense of jeweled infinity beyond the opaque and impenetrable rock. It serves as a visual metaphor of ourContinue reading “To Be or Not Be Catholic, and Atheist”

So What If It’s the Opium of the People?

What does a priest do if he’s lost his faith, but the people of his parish need him? Pretend. Because actions matter more than belief. So concludes Miguel de Unamuno in his 1930 short story, San Manuel Bueno, mártir. The people of a small Spanish village believe their priest, Don Manuel, is a saint. Por todosContinue reading “So What If It’s the Opium of the People?”