We could explain saints by calling them the people we want to be. Or know we should want to be, even if we’re not feeling it. I love St. Pio, but I’m not keen on working as hard as he did and dealing with all those people. My love for him makes me want to be a little better at both than I am. Because he loved God so much, he makes me love God a little more.
Doctors don’t seem to do this anymore, but when St. Francis de Sales was alive, they would judge a man’s health by the state of his tongue. So, he says, “our words are a true test of the state of our soul. Just as we put our hand quickly on the place that hurts, so too the tongue is quick to point out what we love.”
The title “Christ” means Anointed One. Anointings signify being set apart by God for a specific purpose. So, how is Jesus set apart?
Night was falling at the end of a gray day. A few dozen silent, shabby figures were sitting at round tables waiting.
I slammed the door on Joseph and Mary the other night. That was after I threatened to slap them. It wasn’t a renunciation of faith, but an expression of it, however. I was participating in my first Las Posadas celebration and playing the part of an innkeeper.