After I shoe shopped yesterday, I stopped at the mall’s Barnes & Noble to do what I always do: browse the Christian books. This time I bought one — Building a Bridge by Fr. James Martin.
And I’d been warned. Catholic Twitter had sounded the alarm, had said to read reviews of it instead, to steer clear of it (and, in fact, to steer clear of Fr. Martin himself, who, by the way, I met once and is quite cordial).
Now that I’ve read it (excluding its second half, which is for meditation and reflection — I’ll read that later), I’d like to invite Catholic Twitter to do a new thing: cool your dang jets.
I vented to a friend today about my disdain for social media. (That’s right, folks — my disdain.)
I shared a couple of examples of the posts I have found in my social media feeds that frankly have disturbed me (think “newborn babies in costumes”). And then I asked what has weighed heavily on me lately:
“Why? Why do people think that this will enrich my life?”
But the more I thought about my own questions, the clearer an important truth became: people do not care if what they post enriches my life.
They do not care.
As 2015 nears its end, I took a few minutes today to check my blog’s stats — I wondered which of the posts I wrote this year struck the most chords (or nerves, let’s face it).
Below you’ll find links to my most-read posts of 2015, which I encourage you to read (or re-read?) and to share via social media — your help means so much to me while, as a writer and speaker, I introduce (a small part of) the world to the virtue of chastity.
The fifth most-read post on my site in 2015:
What Tim Tebow’s breakup can teach us.
Click here to read the post.
This is a guest post by my good friend Mark LaBelle, a seminarian for the Diocese of Orlando.
Attraction is a funny thing. It can come out of nowhere and leave us totally dumbfounded. Consider, for example, one of the most iconic bossa nova songs of all time: “The Girl from Ipanema.”
It’s by Tom Jobim, originally written in Portuguese and famously performed in English by Astrud Gilberto with jazz saxophonist Stan Getz.
It’s a beautiful little tune, but the English lyrics are a bit… creepy. Consider the 1967 recording, in which a then-52-year-old Frank Sinatra croons, “Tall and tan and young and lovely / The girl from Ipanema goes walking / And as she passes, each one she passes goes, Ahhh!”
Okay, so, Kim Davis. She is the county clerk whose refusal to issue marriage licenses to same-sex couples is rooted in her religious beliefs and has resulted in her arrest.
Her attorney’s statement says that she is being treated as a criminal because she cannot violate her conscience. But a judge says she is being treated as a criminal because she violated a court order. Either way, tonight, she is in jail.
I wonder if what sparked the stand she took is actually what she says sparked it — if what bothers her is the fact that she’s required by her job description to do something that violates her conscience. Here’s what I mean: