Category: Ars Praedicandi

In the spirit of Mack the turtle maybe it is time for Catholic Christians metaphorically again to burb.

Apocalyptic end times … and the Johnnie football game.

To inject new meaning, even vitality into this crucial commandment, what if we replace the over-used language of “love” with a vocabulary of reverence?

Today’s healing story that serves as a bookend to this section of the gospel paralleling the healing of the blind man at Bethsaida is Mark’s capstone on two chapters of vocational commentary.

We don’t allow axes at baptism.

But in the demanding gift of an adult faith there is also the grace to see every child of God as though there is nothing under their skin but light and to embolden them to shine, to treasure their radiance and affirm their dignity.

Thus today we honor in a distinctive way the married: those who embody God’s own covenant with humanity that the church declares to be the most perfect image of Christ’s spousal bond with his Church.

Mary was not a Richard Branson nor a Jeff Bezos. She didn’t just go along for the ride on a pricy trip into the heavens that only billionaires could afford.

In this fragmented society and country, there are food deserts of a spiritual kind.