I must confess that for a few short moments, I got sentimental thinking about my visit to Notre Dame (noh-TRUH-dahm, not noter daym) eons ago, and I mean eons since 23 years to be exact, feels like that in this fast-paced world where yesterday’s news feels like a month ago. …
Idols
A Proverbial Light Bulb On The Divine Exchange
It was a little past 1 AM. My whole family went to bed at 11 and yet I found myself waking up and not being able to sleep. Usually when I get like that, I open my bible and so I was wondering what God wanted to convey to me. …
Musings Of An Unapologetic Iconoclast
The Idols I grew up kissing mainly perfumed rocks (and sometimes mahogany wood) chiseled into the likeness of men and women. Really. I grew up thinking it was a holy thing to do and every time I knelt and prayed to the statue, I thought I was doing God’s will …