To be honest, I felt lost. Some days I would think that being a priest was my calling, others that having a giant family (thirteen kids to be exact) was. In my life I would see signals everywhere — a bible verse that told me to be a priest and a baby that told me to be a dad. It distressed me; I was frustrated a lot of the time, and it began to wear on me. I was asking God why he didn’t just tell me what was up.
“I can’t go to Confession! I don’t know how to start! I don’t know my Act of Contrition!” If you blank on how to go to Confession, just let the priest know. He is there as a representative of God’s love and patience. Plus, he went to school for this. Even if you don’t know how it’s supposed to go, he can walk you through it.
This was a talk given at the Life Teen Leadership Conference for Catholic teens to help them understand the depth and the beauty of the Catholic Church’s teaching on homosexuality.
This weekend we celebrate Father's Day.
One older lady gasped, 'Well, I think that that would be the worst. It would be so depressing; hearing all about people's sins.'
I told them that it was the exact opposite. There is almost no greater place to be than with someone when they are coming back to God . . .
After the man picks up the statue, he turns around and immediately walks out of the church with it. Middle of the Wedding. Just takes the statue out of the church. It's a huge church.
We sat down for the first reading and I realize that the bride has to lay flowers at the statue of our lady … it's in the program. And there's no statue of Our Lady whatsoever because someone has stolen it from the church during the wedding!