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The Reality of Sin

Wednesday, February 25th, 2009

If you’re looking for some reading to kick off this Lenten season, you could do a lot worse than this meditation from Tony Esolen: Suppose I commit a grave sin.  It does not matter what sort it is.  The materialist says to me, “Yes, you did wrong, according to the customs of our age, and [...]

Chastity: The Freedom to Love

Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

Working for the Church you get to meet a lot of interesting people from a variety of backgrounds. A principal who used to be a homeless artist, a fundamentalist Baptist-turned Episcapalian-turned Roman Catholic priest, and a former restaurant manager now giving presentations on married love and family life; I have the privilege of knowing all [...]

The one thing necessary

Monday, February 9th, 2009

A young friend of St. Philip Neri came to see him, and knelt by the old priest’s chair as his custom was. In reply to inquires, he said he was studying for an exam. and hoped to do well in it. The saint listened attentively to his plans for the future, nodding encouragement, while his [...]

Can't… Avert… Eyes!

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009

In what can only be the final culmination of internets and religion (and a sign that surely presages the eschaton) Jeff Geerling has produced LOLSaints. I, for one, welcome our new hagiographic overloards.

A Good Childhood

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

An interesting new study out of England blames the break-up of families — and the cooresponding damage inflicted on children — on the “enlightened” self-interest of parents: The wellbeing of millions of children across Britain is being damaged by adults’ aggressive pursuit of personal success, a three-year inquiry by the Children’s Society concluded today. The [...]

Any Society needs a head

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

Some boy school-friends decided to start a new club. Several of them came to the father of one, and asked for the use of an empty shed in the garden. He asked what the club was for. ‘Oh, just to have as much fun as we can. It’ll be called the P.Y.L. — Please Yourself [...]