I was taught the faith in Catholic schools using materials that were weak and insubstantial. I wasn’t being taught my faith. The liturgy suffered from experimentation as well. When I speak about this publicly, invariably people of my generation come up to me to agree with what I’m saying. This includes many bishops. My generation raised up the next generation. Since we weren’t taught the faith, we raised children who weren’t either. We need a renewal in catechesis.
—  Bishop Alexander Sample (Marquette)

Comunque che odio le risposte politically correct che mi tocca dare ultimamente :-(
Per bilanciare faccio un'annunciazione: è inutile che continuiate a fare i poliziotti della buona musica e della buona moda de ‘sta ceppa perché io ascolto Despacito a tutto volume, ogni tanto ripiego l'orlo dei pantaloni e comunque un domani potrei essere la vostra datrice di lavoro perché mediamente ve magno in testa

Real Religious Education: A Seemingly Rare Species in the Catholic Parish Jungle

I only live about an hour and a half away from home. I visit home often and go to mass with my family. I even started going to CCD with my fourteen year old sister out of curiosity.

Before I went with her, I found myself reminiscing on how I was taught in preparation for Confirmation. But the more I thought about it, the more I was saddened at how little I was actually taught.

Mostly we were talked at by adults who dwelt more on obscure trivia of Church history than actually preparing us to take responsibility for our faith and for our souls. Social issues like abortion and gay marriage were never discussed; neither was contraception or Church teaching about sex. They never talked to us about challenges we would face once we got to college, and there was no bridge to getting to Catholic Campus Ministry programs. We weren’t even taught elementary things about the Bible and salvation history. All they cared about was teaching us when the Church calendar started and making us close our eyes and imagine sitting on a hill and talking to Jesus about our problems.

Seriously? Is that really the best you can do. I can only pray it isn’t like this in all parishes across the U.S.

My sister is not quite in Confirmation classes yet; for her that will come next school year. But I was still quite disappointed at the diluted teachings they were receiving, and how unequipped most of the Catechists were to teach. It seemed like most of them didn’t even really care! But I guess how much can you really teach indifferent, obnoxious middle school kids? Still. When deadpan, monotone adults stand up and ramble on at you about the Bible, how can you not expect the kids to be indifferent and obnoxious? How can you expect kids to be excited about their faith if 98% of the adults (including parents and young adults) aren’t excited about their faith!

I also should mention another disturbing trend. Parents put their kids in CCD around First Holy Communion then they take them out and then put them back in around Confirmation. On top of that they won’t even come to mass! Can you believe that? What is the whole point of all this absurdity!

I also wonder if the Catechists are even trained or selected. Or do they just pick them randomly? Do they just take whatever they can get? I believe that being a Catechist is a vocation in and of itself. You should not be a Catechist if you don’t feel called to it. 

After reflecting on my own religious education, I talked to the woman in charge and told her I wanted to come in and talk to the older teens about their faith in college. She agreed and we’re working on planning a time when I can come in. I was also hoping to do a theology of the body talk…but that might be asking for too much!

Has anyone else experienced frustration like this about religious education on the parish level?

practicegoblin  asked:

Who is your favorite saint who was a pope? Do you have book recommendations for learning about the popes and apostolic succession?


I admire St. Leo because he was a brave and fearless man who helped to manage the city of Rome during a time of breakdown, chaos and foreign invasion. Leo also dedicated much energy to educating the clergy and giving them ideas for evangelization.

I admire St. Gregory because of his missionary zeal, and the energy he put into tapping certain people to go and preach, such as when he sent Augustine to preach to England. Gregory was also very kind to the Jewish people and tried to convert non-Catholics with the example of charity.

Although not canonized, I admire Pope Eugene IV, who when he heard that the Canary Islands were conquered and its inhabitants enslaved, wrote “Sicut Dudum” in which he ordered the Portuguese and Spaniards to free those who had been enslaved and to leave them in peace. Later on, Pope Paul III would also take a courageous stand against slavery of the Indians, even though slavery had becomes popular with both the Spaniards and the Portuguese.

I admire St. Pius V, who mobilized Spain and Venice to wage a naval war against the threat of an Islamic invasion to Europe. Pius V also carried out a fearless reform of the Roman Curia and other parts of the Church which had fallen into corruption and sexual immorality.

Although not canonized, I admire also Pope Pius VII who tried to deal with Napoleon in a conciliatory way, and finally opposed him, for which Napoleon invaded Rome and carried the Pope off as a prisoner. After the Napoleonic wars, Pius VII commanded great respect among European leaders and secured the rights of the Church in post-Napoleon Europe.

I admire also Blessed Pius IX, who had the longest reign in the Church, during a time of revolution and when the States of the Church were invaded and conquered by the armies of Garibaldi. Pius IX walked the streets of Rome, conversed with ordinary people, began the tradition of “papal audiences” in which he greeted tourists and pilgrims from all over the globe. When he died, Pius IX was hated for having opposed the unification of Italy, but within the Church he was beloved for having defended the Church and spread the faith with countless missionary projects.

I admire St. Pius X for having ushered the Church into the 20th century with a zealous program of catechesis of children and early First Communion. Pius X approved the founding of numerous orders of priests and sisters, and rebuked modern Catholic scholars who used literary criticism to water down the Bible as the inspired Word of God. 

I admire St. John XXIII for ushering the Catholic Church into the modern age with the reforms of the liturgy and of Church discipline at the Vatican II Council. He is hated by some as a “modernist” but he was the first pope since Pius X who had a gift for pastoral outreach and had his pulse on the thinking of modern people. 

I admire both Blessed Paul VI and St. John Paul II for all they did to keep the Catholic Church going during the most revolutionary cultural events of modern history, when the identity of the Church came under attack from all levels throughout the world. Both popes wrote copious amounts of Scriptural and spiritual advice to the world bishops to work tirelessly to evangelize in a time when many clergy and religious quit the Church.

So as you can see, it is hard for me to choose just one pope. As far as histories of the Papacy, it is hard to give a recommendation. My favorite was an old book written by Christopher Hollis in 1965, titled, “The Papacy: An Illustrated History from St. Peter to Paul VI.” The book has been out of print for many decades, but if you can find it in any large public library, it is a marvelous gem to go through, with numerous photos and illustrations that make for enjoyable study. God bless and take care, Fr. Angel

Io vengo dal vuoto.
J.Ax è il nome che mi sono scelto sul finire negli anni 80, il significato e’ Joker A(le)x. Joker è il mio “cattivo” preferito.
Allora rifiutavo tutto quello che ero, volevo cambiare tutta la mia vita, nome compreso.
La seconda parte dell’infanzia e la prima dell’ adolescenza le ho passate in provincia di milano, in un piccolo centro che ora è collegato alla città da una comodissima uscita della tangenziale accessibilissimo sia dal centro che dall’ aereoporto di Linate. I miei vi si trasferirono nel pieno degli anni di piombo,mia mamma lavorava come cassiera in un supermercato, dove subiva almeno una rapina a settimana. Troppo rischio per quello stipendio.
Io vengo dal nero.
Io ho paura dei punk fuori da quel palazzo con su scritto “Virus”. Da piazzale Corvetto ci spostammo in una frazione di Sesto U. Ci vivevano poche centinaia di abitanti .Io mi ero già abituato a milano e mi lamentavo , ma i miei erano contenti,tanto verde e zero crimine.
La via Emilia, seppure a due corsie, ti portava dritto a Milano.
All’inizio fu divertente, ero contento di potere giocare all’aria aperta, dopo un po’ ti abituavi all’odore di merda che usciva dal Re de Fossi (ora coperto), andai persino a “spigolare”,cioè a raccogliere il grano…io…cazzo. Nella vita ti succede di tutto. 
C’erano dei bambini più grossi, un paio di bulli che ogni tanto mi pestavano.Io ero sottopeso e magro, anche pavido…ora riesco ad ammetterlo.
A scuola cerano un paio di famiglie andate a male che terrorizzavano, tutti anche i prof. Sei o sette fratelli…cazzo uno per classe,era impossibile avere la meglio, e se dimostravi un po’ di estro o personalità, diventavi un bersaglio della loro ottusa e violenta mediocrità. Bisognava rendersi invisibile.
Non ero più contento.
Io riuscivo a rendermi invisibile la maggior parte delle volte. Legai con D. che era un ragazzo chiuso e silenzioso con la passione per i Doors e le moto, anche lui come me additato come “sfigato”.
Passavamo i pomeriggi in casa, a giocare col “commodore” e ascoltare musica. Forse inconsciamente ci nascondevamo dagli altri.
Non posso omettere la catechesi semi-forzata e che il bar dell oratorio era l’unico svago a portata di piedi.
Era un vero bar con il biliardino e due videogames, il prete non entrava quasi mai, era pieno di vecchi che fumavano ubriacandosi di bianchini mentre fuori i motorini elaborati e le Uno turbo sfilavano. Erano trofei inimmaginabili…status symbol.
Prendevamo i mezzi, andavamo in città, lontano dalla compagnia dei “vincenti”…da cui eravamo innegabilmente attratti e inesorabilmente respinti.
Allora mi accorsi che la città mi richiamava, la provincia infighettata e conformista non lasciava spazio agli scherzi della natura, a Milano invece cerano tanti “freaks” come me.
Ereditavamo le piazze e le vie del centro, eravamo ragazzi con un buco in testa…i primi cresciuti soli.
Soli, perché anche mamma lavora.
Soli, davanti alla tele.
Ci scambiavamo di tutto, vestiti dischi fanze….mettevamo i soldi assieme per comprarci bottiglie e ubriacarci…per trovare il coraggio di buttarsi in rissa. I primi non conformi in un momento dove essere “originale” non era ancora considerato “cool”.
Io vengo dai paninari, da sacrifici fatti per una camicia costosa.
Io vengo dall’aquafan.Pensavo che Italia Uno fosse trasgressiva.
Nel paesino ad un certo punto gli anni 80 ingranarono la marcia sul serio e, nell’impeto del nuovo boom, costruirono villette, tutte in vendita a prezzi fuori dalla portata dei miei,che invece affittarono un appartamentino di quelli giusti giusti, per lui lei e il bambino, nell unica palazzina (a tre piani) del paese. I ragazzi che vi si trasferirono avevano motorini nuovi,vestiti alla moda e una certa indipendenza.
Mi ricordavano quelli dei telefilm americani, avevano tutto…dal mio punto di vista. Io no…i miei mi sembravano un po piu severi,in realtà ero troppo giovane per fare bene i conti. Cazzo come volevo tutte quelle cose.
Se avessi potuto avrei venduto le mie foto nudo a chiunque volesse pagarle, ma erano altri tempi.
Così andavo a fare le pulizie con i miei vicini di casa che avevano un impresa. Una volta passammo col furgone davanti all’oratorio e loro erano li, anche la L. che io amavo segretamente (alla Fantozzi). Indossavo il camice e tenevo il manico del mociovileda in mano perchè il baule era pieno. Loro mi videro.
Abbassai lo sguardo ma loro già ridevano, urlando il mio cognome che riuscivano a far suonare come un insulto.
Io vengo dall’odio, io voglio ucciderli tutti.
Poi i miei decisero di fare un mutuo.
Quando avevo 14 anni ci trasferimmo a Cologno Monzese.
Venni pestato due volte.
La prima da due tipi alla fermata del bus,ci scrissi su una canzone. (legge del taglione)
La seconda dal tipo di una che abitava nei miei palazzi.Diceva che la guardavo…haha, un classico.
Ma io sapevo rendermi invisibile.
Io vengo dalla tensione, dal bullismo codificato e accettato.
I miei erano sempre incazzati e stanchissimi, addirittura facevano due lavori a testa… uno di giorno e uno la sera.
Io prendevo la metro e andavo in piazza S.Babila, dove avevo legato con altri freaks come me. Venivano da strati sociali diversi: c’era il ricco della Milano bene e il quasi barbone che a volte non tornava a casa e dormiva lì… c’erano ancora quelle scomodissime panchine di cemento e ci si lavava nel cesso di burghy. Io vengo dalle paste, dalla cassa dritta in 4 quarti , dalle feste in casa dove si distrugge la casa.
C’era gente come N, che muoveva la zona …una volta mi sentì rappare al New Linea. All’uscita c’era lui che mi aspettava.
Mi disse di rappare…io mi cagavo addosso perche sapevo chi era….ma lo feci. Piu tardi disse a tutti di non toccarmi.Da quel giorno la mia vita lì in centro si fece piu facile, non dovevo scazzare con nessuno, nessuno mi faceva piu brutto. Rividi N a san vittore. Io cantante, lui detenuto.
Andavamo in discoteca di pomeriggio, erano gli anni della hip house, l’alba della dance anni 90. Io mi appassionai al rap che prese il posto del rock un po’ classico ereditato dai miei cugini più grandi.
Ascoltavamo radio deejay con il dito sulla pausa della piastra. Registravamo le cassette e ce le duplicavamo con il cubo della philips, prima del file sharing. Io vengo dall’era post-ero.
Non mi interessava la politica, pensavo come tutti quelli della mia età che fosse un sistema di corruzione impossibile da cambiare. Anni dopo cambiai idea, sbagliando.
Io vengo dall’era post-eroi.
Iniziai distribuendo volantini per delle feste, con Poe che fu il mio primo dj . Rappavo sull’house, a volte anche i pezzi degli americani…hahahah che merda….mi davano 20 mila lire e 10 drinks per 5 minuti di rap. Ero in paradiso. La musica diventò il sole.
In discoteca conobbi Wladimiro. Wlady era solo hip hop, scratchava come avevo visto fare solo agli americani…grazie a lui vidi la luce. Wlady mi introdusse agli altri suoi amici…ricordo che mi presentava così : “questo è Ax, è un tamarro, però senti come rappa…” e poi a me” Ax rappa!” E io lo facevo, sul serio.
Wlady poi passo’ a fare altro, nel frattempo io con Jad (suo fratello), formai gli Articolo 31.
Posso solo dire che a volte seguimmo una rotta,a volte ci lasciammo trascinare dalla corrente. Per le note biografiche vi rimando a Wickipedia che piu o meno ci azzecca.
Io non voglio mai parlare del perchè è finita, perchè sono cazzi nostri, però posso dire che da parte mia è stata la scelta piu onesta, più sincera verso chi mi segue… altrimenti avrei dovuto fingere…fingere che mi piacesse, ricopiarmi all’infinito, senza il permesso di decidere completamente quello che potevo o non potevo fare, con chi collaborare etc.
Io voglio essere sincero,per essere sincero non devo essere frustrato quando faccio musica.
Gli Articolo sono una parte importante della mia vita, fondamentale perchè mi hanno dato una prospettiva enorme per la mia giovane (haha) età. Sono stato sopra e sotto, ho conosciuto tutti…gli ultimi della terra ed i ricchi e potenti.
Ho mangiato, bevuto e scopato.
Gli Articolo mi hanno dato tutto, ma gli Articolo non sono tutto quello che ho da dare.
Cè dell’altro.
Il rock torno’ a prendermi prepotentemente in un momento in cui il rap mi faceva cagare…
Finalmente capì i testi dei Ramones e dei Rancid.Nofx-Nirvana-2Pac-Guns-DMX-Morisette-Biggie, non è una bestemmia …è la mia playlist e se non ti và fottiti. Milano era piena di stranieri come sempre. Venivano tante ragazze da Siattle, dove era esploso il Grunge, si portavano la chitarra…si leggevano libri che ci infuocavano.
Si parlava in inglese. Bill Clinton suonava il sax, ammetteva di aver fumato cannoni, bombardava il Kosovo.
Io cerco la verità in una canzone, negli angoli bui, sotto i riflettori, negli 883 e nei libri di Marco Philopat.
Alla fine del 2006 ho pubblicato il mio primo album solista, “Disanapianta”, dopo tre anni passato tra cure disintossicanti, sedute dallo psicologo e panico tra impresari e discografici.
Mi hanno consegnato il disco di platino due mesi fà, è andato bene…ho fatto due hit che sono andate discretamente anche nel pop: “Ti amo o ti ammazzo” e “Più stile”.
Sempre piu gente mi riconosce come J-Ax. Ci impieghero’ un po’ a superare il brand del 31, ma ce la farò perche’ sono due brand diversi, ma li ha disegnati la stessa penna.
E poi J-Ax non invecchia, è piu “nuovo” degli Articolo.
E’ un cazzo di PeterPan psicopatico e io sono il suo fottuto ritratto di Dorian Gray. Io invecchio, pago caro ogni eccesso, ogni salto, ogni urlo, ogni battaglia contro i mulini a vento che quello stronzo mi fà intraprendere.
J-Ax ha preso il sopravvento, all’inizio lo avevo quasi disegnato…come per proteggermi dal nulla a cui ero destinato.
Ora sono J-Ax in tutto e per tutto.
E vengo dal nero, dal vuoto…ma ho trovato un uscita. Non faccio un genere definibile, ho snaturato la musica da cui sono partito….ho dei fans rumorosi e detrattori determinati, ho anche qualche nemico importante lobbista e mafioso, ma in questo viaggio incontro tante brave persone, la maggior parte tra loro mi sono vicino.
Ora, mi dovrei ritenere più o meno realizzato, con tutto che faccio numeri quando suono e vinco pure gli Ema.
Devo invece ammettere che, la cosa che mi rende più felice e avere ancora una battaglia da combattere.
Ho ancora tutto da dimostrare, tanti non credevano fosse possibile, ma si sono dovuti già ricredere.
 Io devo dimostrarvi chi sono, con il suono , un suono…IL MIO SUONO. Il mio nome in bocca ad alcuni, suona ancora come un insulto.
Ma i miei fans sono rumorosi.
Dicono che sia… uno di loro.
E così sia.
—  J-Ax
Does the Catholic Church Have a "Man Crisis?

From Kaya Oaks at Religion News Service, in response to Cardinal Burke’s accusation that girl altar servers are ruining the church for men:

Irony is perhaps the bottom-line takeaway from Burke’s ideas about gender. It is ironic that a man who wears silk and lace chooses to lecture men on what it means to be masculine.

It is ironic that the same man blames women for the drop in vocations to the priesthood when many of those women would make excellent priests.

It is ironic that women are considered a threat to a Church that refers to itself as the “Bride of Christ.”

It is ironic that women who do the majority of catechesis at parishes, who educate priests, who write landmark works of theology, and who give birth to cardinals, bishops, and popes are still not able to be leaders in the Church. Because, according to Cardinal Burke, we’re just girls. And everyone knows girls are icky.

Sometimes I really feel like Roman Catholicism has lost its vigor and “oomph”, the quality that turned heads and invited people to “come and see”. People are leaving the church in droves, especially young people, who feel rootless and dispirited. Priestly vocations are short. The average person in the pews doesn’t even know why they’re Catholic to begin with. This cannot be remedied by more worldliness and compromise. We are in desperate need of more transcendence, to be reminded of Jesus Christ, that Great Lover on the cross, who gives his body and blood for our tired souls. Yet people don’t even realize it and the Church doesn’t do enough to make this need known.

Here are three suggestions which I humbly put forth to fix this glaring problem:

1. Reclaim the priesthood.
Many priests act like they are “just one of the guys”. But he is “another Christ” He is anointed to absolve sins, call heaven down to earth and hold the flesh and blood of our Savior in his hand. He is not a therapist in vestments but a strong father and protector of the flock. His office is a very sharing in Christ’s High Priesthood, an office of which no man is worthy. When young men see the power and awe in the work of a priest, they will want to be one.

2. Make the liturgy feel sacred.
I could go into the merits of Gregorian chant and “smells and bells” of which the younger generation is increasingly attracted to. But let me simply say that if I believed Jesus Christ in his body, blood, soul and divinity were truly present on the altar, I wouldn’t be holding hands and singing Kumbaya about it. The Eucharist is the source and summit of Christian life. It is the most awesome thing ever! Let’s act like it.

3. Offer religion, not humanism.
You tell us to help others, good, charities can do that. You tell us to be nice, great, AA meetings can do the same. While loving others is vital to the Catholic faith, it isn’t the only thing! People don’t need a fluffy, soft religion in this violent day and age. They need to know suffering makes sense. They need a hardcore faith passed down by the apostles and martyrs, which has at it’s center a cross. This is what Catholicism is supposed to be, an encounter with a Savior who was unafraid to shed his blood for our sins, so we can live with him forever. Talk about sin, death, heaven and hell. Talk about transubstantiation and purgatory. Talk about confession and redeption, sacraments, fasting, catechesis. Stop trying to make us feel good, the world already does that. Help us get to heaven.


Thank you, Father, for your response.  I think what I’m really wondering is this: why / how is the Catholic Church doctrinally superior to non-denominational churches (or even non-Catholic Christian churches)?

A non-denominational Christian church is, for all intensive purposes, a Protestant church, whether or not it is comfortable using the term “Protestant.” The term “non-denominational” in the 17th century and afterward was meant to signify “independent” or “congregationalist” as opposed to maintaining formal structures and formal ties to national churches.

The advantage of being independent was in not having to submit to a national body or convention, such as those set up by the Presbyterians and Episcopalians. But if you ask any non-denominational pastor if they consider themselves more in line with the Reformation or the Church of Rome, they will answer in a split second, “The Reformation!”

The Church of Rome considers any and all assemblies, congregations, and church bodies not in union with, and obedient to the Pope, to be basically some form of Protestantism, Anglicanism, or Eastern Orthodoxy. Anglicanism acts somewhat like a bridge, professing both the tenets of the Reformation and at the same time maintaining many Catholic elements in hierarchy, liturgy, and doctrine.

To answer your question, both Roman Catholicism and Eastern Orthodoxy consider the Reformation tradition of Protestantism to be an insufficient transmission of the evangelical preaching of the 12 Apostles. I won’t use the phrase “doctrinally inferior” because that phrase could be easily misunderstood. 

What is more authentic about Catholicism and Orthodoxy, in the view of both faiths, is that Christianity is not just doctrines, but an entire way for a church to live, breathe, serve, and form people in their vision of life. So instead of saying Catholicism and Orthodoxy are “doctrinally superior” it would be more accurate to state that they see themselves as a fuller transmission of all of the life of the New Testament Church founded by Jesus when He was on earth.

What about Protestantism makes its transmission of the Christian life and message less full, or lacking? The answer would be an outlook of God’s Word which is utilizing just the Bible alone (Protestantism), instead of turning to both the Bible and Apostolic Tradition (Catholic and Orthodoxy’s view). 

Reformation Protestantism accepts the Bible as the sole rule of faith, and excludes as Divine Revelation (in theory), or Apostolic preaching, whatever is not found in the written texts of the Bible. Catholicism and Orthodoxy see the canonical and written texts of the Bible as containing only one part of the Word of God and therefore not sufficient to be the sole rule of faith in transmitting the Christian religion/Apostolic preaching of the 12.

Catholicism and Orthodoxy point out the obvious–the 12 Apostles received a Great Commission from Jesus and then followed this, not by writing the books of the Bible, but first by preaching in various communities and founding churches with communal life, charitable service, and worship. The churches, forming one single, and original, Church of Christ, had a developing life, customs, leadership, and primitive doctrinal creed before the books of the New Testament were ever penned.

In worship, or liturgy, in teaching and catechesis, in preaching and church order or discipline, the New Testament churches transmitted the evangelical preaching of that Apostolic College of 12 men. According to Catholic and Eastern Orthodox belief, part of the transmission is written and codified in the Bible, and part of the transmission is passed on in what we call “Apostolic Tradition.”

The job of the Church is to utilize both the Bible and the sources of Apostolic Tradition in formulating Church creeds, Church worship, and Church laws of order. As Catholics and Eastern Orthodox see it, the Protestant Reformation threw out the baby with the bath water. What did they do? In order to reform corruption within Church life, Protestants decided to nullify anything from Tradition in favor of making the written texts of the Bible as the sole rule of faith.

The problem is that history and archaeology can prove that various elements of Apostolic Tradition date back to the primitive era of the Church. Whether it is the writings of ancient fathers of the Church, whether it is the rituals of ancient Christian liturgy, whether it is the rule of order being followed by ancient Christians, it is foolish to nullify all these elements of Christian life and preaching and say that only the Bible contains God’s Word.

It is true that Apostolic Tradition is a looser body of Christian teaching. It is easier to point to Scripture and say this alone is the Word of God, whereas with Apostolic Tradition the Church has to debate what parts of ancient Church life truly originated with the Apostles and their preaching.

But with the promised assistance of the Holy Spirit, working through ancient synods and church Councils, the Church was able to confirm what teachings taken from Tradition are part of the preaching of the Apostles as well. So throughout the centuries, both the Bible and Apostolic Tradition worked fine, together, in transmitting Christianity.

Both the Bible and Apostolic Tradition together were seen as providing us with the rule of faith, not just the Bible alone. That is, they were fine, until 16th century Reformation leaders said the Church had been wrong for 15 centuries and now we had to nullify Apostolic Tradition and say, if it is not found in the Bible, we won’t believe it is part of the Apostles’ preaching.

Catholics and Eastern Orthodoxy say that what makes our teaching and Church life a fuller transmission (aka “doctrinally superior”) of God’s Word is that we possess and live out a Christianity which is nourished from two fonts of God’s Word. 

One source is written (Bible) and one source is more of an oral handing on (Tradition) of the Apostolic preaching of the 12 men who were with Jesus and who were, alone, authorized to establish churches and reveal the Word of God to us. God bless and take care, Fr. Angel

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“He must increase, and I must decrease.” - St. John The Baptist

Ian lays down some information about John the Baptist on this day when we celebrate his birth. 



Prayer (CCC 2729)

The habitual difficulty in prayer is distraction. It can affect words and their meaning in vocal prayer; it can concern, more profoundly, him to whom we are praying, in vocal prayer (liturgical or personal), meditation, and contemplative prayer. To set about hunting down distractions would be to fall into their trap, when all that is necessary is to turn back to our heart: for a distraction reveals to us what we are attached to, and this humble awareness before the Lord should awaken our preferential love for him and lead us resolutely to offer him our heart to be purified. Therein lies the battle, the choice of which master to serve.


2MC: Feast of Ss. Peter and Paul

For the feast of Saints Peter and Paul, Ian teaches us quickly a few ways to identify these two important Church figures when we see them represented in Church art.

Vocation (CCC 373)

In God’s plan man and woman have the vocation of “subduing” the earth as stewards of God. This sovereignty is not to be an arbitrary and destructive domination. God calls man and woman, made in the image of the Creator “who loves everything that exists”, to share in his providence toward other creatures; hence their responsibility for the world God has entrusted to them.