This is not the gospel. At all. I actually had a teacher--no Tridentine papist, mind you--say when lecturing on Psalm 24:4, "If you say this is Jesus who does it all for us, I'm going to slap you." And good for him. Because that isn't what it says. Paging Fred Noltie! For all the Rome jokes, and the cracks about Borg marching orders, I'm here to tell you, mother Church's grid is pretty wide open. You get the big stuff right, you can interpret the Bible to your heart's content. It's this grid that is limiting and authoritarian. I don't even recognize this figure of Jesus you are attempting to fashion. Someone should say it.
Today, you’re 35. Or at least you would be, in this place. You probably know this, but we’re OK. Not great, but OK. We know you wouldn’t want us moping around and weeping all the time. We try not to. Actually, I guess part of the problem is that you didn’t know how much we loved you. And that you didn’t know how to love yourself. I hope you have gotten to Love by now. Not a place, but fills everything in every way. I’m not Him, but he probably said, “Dear daughter/sister, you have been terribly hard on yourself. Rest now, and be at peace.” Anyway, teaching is going well, and I tell the kids all about you. They all say you are pretty. I usually can keep the boys from saying something gross for a few seconds. Mom and I are going to the game tonight. And like 6 more times, before I go back to South Carolina. I have seen Nicky twice, but I myself haven’t seen your younger kids. Bob took pictures of the day we said goodbye, and we did a family picture at the Abbey. I literally almost a...
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