Worth Reading…

As an institution charged with saving souls, the Church’s urgent outreach to fading Boomers must encourage them to face and take responsibility for the mistakes they have made. If they would be saved, the Boomer Generation must be guided into repentance for the way they self-righteously sacrificed all others as they fled from the simple heroism of adult human life. The rigid eradication of tradition, the gross materialism, the unbridled license, the embarrassing promiscuity—all always accompanied by shrill distortion and denial—have left our society disconnected, bloated, poorly educated, unable to trust, and simmering in resentment…

Read more here.

Just a Thought…

The other side of the “let’s get the government off our back” is that we’ll have to change as well. Let me explain.

That there will be poor, homeless, and people in need of services is a constant. It’s been that way from the dawn of time. In the last 70 plus years we as Americans have slowly but surely given over large portions of that population to the government to feed, house, teach, and pay the bill. And as governments have taken on the responsibility we’ve been freed from what had heretofore been our tasks, except, of course, for paying the bill. Grandma doesn’t live in our house anymore, she goes to a nursing home at taxpayers expense and instead of taking care of her we go and visit.

Now if we really do “want the government off of our back” and out of our lives we’re also going to have to think about Grandma, and the homeless guy down the street, and the kid who doesn’t have enough to eat before school. They’re still going to be there and they’re still going to have needs. Who is going to step up? Are you? Am I? We want freedom from taxes and we want less regulation by and involvement with the government. It’s not a bad idea but the cost of that freedom is that we, perhaps for the first time, are not going to be able to farm our problems out to some agency or just count on welfare to take care of things.

We’re going to have to live of our lives in a different way. Grandma may come to live with us and not just for a weekend. We’re going to have to get our own hands dirty. We’re going to have to care more than in words. Are you ready for that? Am I ready for that? Is the Church ready for that? We’ll see.

Just be careful what you ask for because you might get it.

People out there…

are thinking that a Milwaukee TV station choosing to air the Packers over and above a presidential speech is news. Believe me, having been born and spending much time in Wisconsin it would only really be news if the station had chosen to run the President’s speech and not the Packer game. President’s come and go but there’s only one Green Bay Packers football team and what TV station manager in Wisconsin in their right mind wants to field the calls of Packer fans wondering why the President is getting in the way of the game?

Wisdom…

Abba Peter the Pionite said, “We must not be puffed up when the Lord does something through our mediation, but we must rather thank Him for having made us worthy to be called by Him.” He used to say it is good to think about each virtue in this way.

Fall…

perhaps not the real season yet, but psychological, spiritual, emotional fall is descending on Minnesota. The State Fair has ended, yes up here in fly over country we still, thankfully, mark time by such things, and Labor Day is closing fast. Summer ends, at least in our hearts when school begins.

The air has cooled. The sun brightens. The nights grow noticeably longer but the air is fresh, free of summer’s humid grip. Everything that can grow, has, and now its just a matter of time and fortune to harvest. Soon the colors will come.

Everything in Minnesota is a balance. The winters are fierce and cold but the soil is fertile. Summers are humid and warm but everything is green. It takes time for spring to pry winter’s fingers off the world but then all of this place is full of its life-giving water. And fall, the time, they say, when all things begin to die, and yet it’s beginnings are the most pleasant time of year, a world cool to the touch and aflame with color. We take vacations now it’s that good.

In a moment or two I will be off, away from the computer and off to the store. We’ll pick up some food, my wife and I, and find a spot on the St. Croix River to have a picnic. The sun will be warm, the air will be cool, the river will flow south eventually to the Gulf of Mexico but I’m glad that I’m right where I am.

See you later…