Do you have trouble paying attention at Mass? Sometimes it’s hard—there are so many distractions around us, and inside our heads (cute babies, shopping lists, the ‘oh crud—did I remember to…?”). When we’re supposed to be singing a hymn, sometimes I catch myself looking at the notes and how some of them look like smiley faces. If we’re open to it, anything can become a distraction. And it seems like there’s a lot of “down time” in the Mass for that to happen—time when we are not speaking or singing…just sitting and the priest is doing his thing.
I think everyone has an understanding of what to “know” in the Biblical sense means. In case you don’t, it means having sex. I didn’t understand why as a kid—I remember hearing, “He ‘knows’ her…in the Biblical sense” and (being a small genius) figuring out what it meant from the context of what the adults were saying. But, I wondered why the word “know” had anything to do with it.
So, now that I’m married and somewhat grown up, it makes sense to me. Sex (ideally) is the full physical expression of a deep, intimate relationship where two people perfectly and unbreakably committed to one another through the bond of marriage share everything they have—their whole selves. One of the major images of God’s relationship with His people in the Hebrew Scriptures is that of a marrital relationship, in part because of the intimate knowledge that God wants to share with us. It carries over to our Christian tradition in our calling the Church “the bride of Christ.”
My first monster crush was on King Kong (and, yes, the word “first” does suggest that there were more). I loved King Kong so much that I was given a stuffed animal of him a short time after I first saw the movie. I don’t know if it was manufactured specifically as a King Kong, but that’s how it was presented to me, and I’ve loved it ever since. It was the first stuffed animal I remember owning and even had it still when my children were born. I passed him on to them, as well as my love for monsters.
There is a new trend in our Church. For generations, there was a very typical family pattern—young married couples would move into the area, register in the parish, baptize their infants and get their kids enrolled in CCD throughout their school years (the parents would volunteer to teach CCD and were involved in The Altar Rosary and Holy Name Society), until they received their Confirmation. Those kids would grow up, get married, baptize their infants, and so on. For generations, this has been the norm, but increasingly the norm is changing.
Whatever your feelings about The Daily Show (I happen to love it); there was a segment on last night that everyone should see. There was a report called “The Homeless Homed” that showed how Salt Lake City is dealing with homelessness. Please watch the segment in this post (be warned—the interviewer does say “What the hell…” No bad language besides that). Our Catholic Church, taken directly from the teachings of Jesus, makes it clear that we cannot ignore the poor. We cannot throw people away because they are too expensive or inconvenient. Our job is to protect people in all stages of life; whatever their personal circumstances.
If you were brought up on superheroes and sci-fi, and if you were brought up Catholic, then you probably have an excellent understanding of destiny. You knew from an early age, or at least suspected, that there is something special about you, and that you have a particular role to fulfill in this life. You were born for something great.
Every hero knows, sometimes from within and sometimes because they were told, that there is something that they, and they alone, must do for the salvation of the planet. Superman, Luke Skywalker, the various Green Lanterns, Spiderman—pick a hero—they have an understanding that the power they have been given saddles them with a responsibility to change the course of history. They didn’t just grab their tights and go for it, though. They struggled, hung out in quiet solitude, engaged in a discernment process with people of better understanding and let their calling grow in them until they were ready to find their opportunity to strike out.
I first started writing things for public consumption when I wrote for my high school newspaper, The Pine Needle Monthly. Journalism was one of the greatest classes I’ve ever taken; partly because of the experience I gained, and partly because of what I learned–both about writing and about life. Our class advisor, Kevin C. Houtz, was one of the most important teachers I’ve ever had–and I’ve had some amazing teachers.
Originally posted in St. Aloysius Blog
I like Loki better than Thor. So, what? This blog is about our tendency to ignore the opportunities God gives us to fulfill our vocations, and the excuses we make to avoid becoming what God made us for. All of us have backstories that we could use as an excuse to become a supervillain. Don’t be a supervillain.
God cannot give us a happiness and peace apart from Himself, because it is not there. There is no such thing.C.S. Lewis
And all this is from God, who has reconciled us to himself through Christ and given us the ministry of reconciliation...2 Corinthians 5: 18
Not all those who wander are lost.J.R.R. Tolkien
This one is about sex and intimacy. And steak. Because, why bother with the other two if there’s no steak? This blog takes a look at the difference between sex and intimacy, the sort of false intimacy that is projected onto a relationship when sex is used improperly within it and the harm that can be done as a result of it.