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5 Thoughts For Today

5. I'm grumpy today. Perhaps tomorrow's trip to The Box is well-timed.

4. [Isn't it a little flippant to refer to the Sacrament of Penance with a thinly-veiled sports analogy?--ed.] No, and I'll tell you why. A huge part of the renewal that we need is convincing others and ourselves (by grace) that God absolutely loves us! How many Catholics are "fallen away," simply because they have irrational notions and fears about what we do as Catholics, and why? Actually, it's the perfect analogy. Hockey players don't have an existential crisis every time they commit an infraction. Most of the spectators don't think even the troll on the opposing team who just tripped their guy is at his core irredeemable or inhuman. And yet, no one would argue that infractions should be ignored, despite some variance in the enforcement or application of said rules. Most sinners need to think like hockey players: You are not unworthy to play just because you screw up.

3. Your conscience needs to be like a well-trained referee, who lets you know when you have gone wrong, and leads you to The Box.

2. Fred Noltie (yes, that Fred Noltie) is in my comments section. I'm humbled and honored, seriously. And yes, it is a Mutual Admiration Society, but it's also real. I marvel at his clarity and charity. I'm staying out of it, and letting the man work.

1. I hope and pray that God is making a way for Fred and his family to live on what he does in the way of apologetics and the like. I feel that strongly about it.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Thanks Jason. Yes, it is a mutual admiration society. :-)

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