Little red lizards, like all other vices, must die. For neither flesh and blood nor anything natural may enter Heaven without dying first. The all-important thing: “Die before you die. There’s no chance after.” Continue reading “Die before you die; lizards, lust and stallions”
“Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbour is the holiest object presented to your senses. Continue reading “Christ in you, the hope of glory”
. . . the fixed service, with prayers you know are coming.
The Mass removes the minister from the spotlight. Continue reading “The permanent shape of Christianity shows through”