On Mass and a poem.
(Disclaimer: I know a lot of men who are in control of their libidos and genuinely spriritual/ intellectual join the priesthood and become good teachers. But I was not one).
The pastor was speaking today of the homeless, religious vocation, chastity, and obedience, but the audio was skipping and almost totally cut out before the end of the sermon. My Mom once said to me in a personal talk that the men who cannot find solid jobs, girlfriends or wives, or families turn to the priesthood. Thanks Mom. It is Mothers’ Day, and I love her.
“Mist” by yours truly
Mist covering foothills at a very elevated height.
The hills almost seem to disappear here sometimes.
Missed her but sometimes can’t resist her… in memory only.
“Disappear here,” said a somewhat nihilistic young novelist in L.A.
“This a beer here.”
No, I don’t drink beer more.
Have no fear.