My buddy Blaise Pascal is a lot like me. That is, excepting the obvious fact that he was a mathematical genius, inventor of a calculator, etc., and though I enjoy mathematics, I am a mere admirer of genius in this and many other departments. No, I mean that just like me, he needed something to constantly remind him of why he remains a Christian.
Something that he could turn to for strengthening his resolve to leave his earlier life and pursuits, and recall why he decided to give his all to Christ and His Church. Something he could turn to that would remind him of his calling when he was in “the world” but away from his Bible, his breviary, or his rosary.
You see, Blaise had a mystical vision.
Another kid from New York was in the nightclub that turned into a killing zone early Sunday morning. His name is Yousef, and he saved a lot of lives.
The Marine Corps Times published his story, but his New York connections are fleshed out in this article by the Times Union, out of Albany. Also, this person is related to me. Have a look, [Read more…]
Gilbert Keith Chesterton died on this day in 1936. A few years back, I had no idea about this fact for several reasons. A) I don’t know everything; B) he isn’t an official saint, so there is no feast day on the calender; C) he died long before I was born.
But I can truthfully say that one of the reasons why I am Catholic today is because of G.K. Chesterton. [Read more…]
It’s been close to 40 hours since we learned of the horrific slaughter that took place in an Orlando night club. Shortly after learning about it, I offered up prayers for the victims, and for their families. The amount of grieving going on in Orlando, as well as the positive responses of the community rallying to aide their fellows, is incredible.
In no way am I qualified to try and unpack the events that occurred early on a Sunday morning. Like you, I just want to mourn this loss. My inner anti-terrorist has a few things to say, though, and I can’t bottle them up. [Read more…]
Sure, the kitten videos are cute, and watching re-runs of MTV is bitchin’, and all, but the video below is proof that God loves us, and wants us to help each other.
Behold! The rusted brake disc removal hack. Roll tape, and enjoy the soundtrack. [Read more…]
Over at Get Religion, Terry Mattingly wonders why journalists have basically ignored the possibility that the HHS Department has language in their Final Rule Implementing Section 1557 of the Affordable Care Act that indicates all recipients of monies from HHS must perform gender reassignment surgeries, no religious exceptions allowed.
Like, if you wanted that kind of surgery, you’d want the folks least experienced in providing it to start honing their skills by learning on you. [Read more…]
Yesterday, I was taking my afternoon break from work. I wandered through the little park near my office, and on to a little bench that had WiFi reception from one of the little restaurants in the square. I was checking in with the world, see, and wanted to send a picture of some flowers to my wife.
That’s when Caleb showed up with his heavily highlighted Bible, and asked me if I had a few minutes to talk about Jesus.
I reckon the other folks around weren’t as engrossed in their smartphones as I was, so I was the better target? Maybe. I said, “sure,” interested in where this encounter was going to go. [Read more…]
That’s the last line from the Korean War film, The Bridges At Toko-Ri. Over at Christopher Closeup, Tony Rossi shares a true story about the seemingly unlikely friendship between the two Navy pilots pictured above. Tony asks, “What kind of man intentionally crashes his airplane behind enemy lines during wartime to save a friend?”
Jesse Brown would crash, see, due to ground fire he encountered while providing close air support to the Marines during their fighting retreat from Chosin Reservoir. Tom Hudner would intentionally crash land his plane in a bid to save his downed friend’s life.
Here’s the Medal of Honor citation for the man who was more willing than usual to lay down his life for his friend, [Read more…]
Then, the Vatican went and published everything in the clear.
No, really. [Read more…]
“And he said to me: Son of man, dost thou think these bones shall live? And I answered: O Lord God, thou knowest.”—Ezekiel xxxvii, 3
I’ll be the first to admit that I have the faith of a child. I don’t have the faith of a novelist, or of a science-fiction writer. Nor do I have the faith of a philosopher, or a poet, or one blessed with flights of imagination that lead me to probe the heavenly mysteries exhaustively.
Have I been blessed with visions of the 7th heaven? Ridden on the wings of angels to mystical union with God, who supplies my need for specifics on how we will be when eternity arrives for me?
Nope. [Read more…]