I try to be loyal to the church—to its teachings, its ideals. I love the church with all my heart and soul. I never go inside a church without thanking God Almighty for giving me a home. The Church IS my home, and I don’t want to be homeless. I may work with the homeless, but I have had no desire to join their ranks….
It took me some years to find my place in the church. It wasn’t mine by birth or even youth. I felt like a lucky guest for a while, then at home, and when I did decided to try to be as loyal as possible to the example set by the head of the household and let that loyalty, if it was achieved, be my testimony, my critique.
Dorothy Day, in Robert Coles’ Dorothy Day: A Radical Devotion (via shortbreadsh)
shaking and crying
The Bible isn’t meant to keep people apart; it isn’t meant to be a badge of honor. The worst sin is pride, and you can have a religious pride that is sinful. I didn’t see that for a long time—the way religion can be used to hurt people. I knew history—all the hate in the name of religion. But in everyday life, even before I became Catholic, I had assumed that people who took the time to read the Bible and pray were going to behave better toward other people, because they would be influenced by all the beauty in that book. But I was naive, maybe blind.
Don: We'll go somewhere else. We'll start over. Like Adam and Eve.
Rachel: What are you, 15 years old? I feel sick.
Don: Are you having an attack of conscience? After all this?
Rachel: No. I'm watching you talk because I feel like I don't know you.
Don: You know more about me than anyone.
Rachel: You won't even tell me what happened. Why are you doing this to me? What kind of man are you? Go away, drop everything, leave your wife?
Don: People do it every day.
Rachel: This was a dalliance, a cheap affair. You don't want to run away with me, you just want to run away. You're a coward.
Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.
If by chance you see
him who I love the most,
tell him I am sick, I suffer, and I die.
Though he was in the form of God,
Jesus did not deem equality with God
something to be grasped at.
Rather, he emptied himself
and took the form of a slave,
being born in the likeness of men.
He was known to be of human estate
and it was thus that he humbled himself,
obediently accepting even death,
death on a cross!
Because of this,
God highly exalted him
and bestowed on him the name
above every other name,
So that at Jesus’ name
every knee must bend
in the heavens, on the earth,
and under the earth,
and every tongue proclaim
to the glory of God the Father:
JESUS CHRIST IS LORD!
Philippians 2:6-11 (via shortbreadsh)
tonight’s night prayer. always gives me chills.
If they made a rule and said pants up, I’d do it. There’s no reason I wear my pants down. There’s just parts of the game that change like that. In a hitter’s count, 2-0, 3-0, 3-1, how many times do you see a fastball? Whereas before you knew a four-seamer was coming at you. Things change. That’s just the game. One person makes a change, and everyone kind of rides with it.
“Baseball and socks appeal,” Michael Vitez, Philadelphia Inquirer.
Ask Shane Victorino why he wears baggy pants, and you get this amazing response. Another good quote in this article: “High socks displayed manly calves, which the ladies liked.”
happy 34th birthday, roy oswalt!