Death is a significant part of my life; I'm around it everyday. When someone dies, your time with them on earth is done; you cannot have it back.
The wounds death brings on those left behind can be soothed, but never healed.
With that, I offer this:
Call or visit your parents. Particularly if they are in a nursing home, make contact with them. Notes on their room window, singing to them from outside, whatever it takes.
If they are home, call them, text them, visit them. Thank them, honor them, love them. Treasure them.
If you are in a contentious situation with a sibling or parent, take a moment and ask yourself what you would feel if they died today and then respond accordingly.
Not all relationships should be reconciled, I totally get that, but those situations are rare.
Remember: your parents money is not "yours". Stop fighting about it, stop thinking about it.
It's grotesque.
Your parents possessions are not "yours".
What they do with their money is none of your damn business and you need to remind yourself of that.
Our time here is short.
Kids sports, extra money, winning arguments...none of these matter in the grand scheme of things.
We need to love each other, cling to each other, hold tight to each other.
Stop sacrificing the eternal for the temporal.
Love, forgive & be merciful.
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Earlier, I posted a tweet about the pain many of my parishioners have endured mourning their sick or dying family without being able to be present.
I posted it as a response to yet another video of tens of thousands of people gathering in protest.
The responses shocked me: lots of retweets & favorites, some death threats, even numerous notifications that people were attempting to access my passwords.
Some people politely disagreed, some people not so much.
Some people exuberantly agreed, others obnoxiously so.
I’m deleting it now because of the violence that’s begun to seep into the responses: people actually threatening each other.
At some point, if we don’t figure out how to disagree and dialogue, our Republic will die.
To my little bro @FrGoyo -
One of the toughest parts of being a priest is moving. You give the entirety of yourself to God’s people where you are assigned and then, like Abraham, God calls you to “Go to a land you know not.”
I’ve changed communities 12 times in 20 years
and I was devastated almost every time.
I will pray for you and, if I may, offer advice to you and any younger priest going through this transition.
First, don’t let the heartbreak cause you to give the less the next time.
The pain you feel is the price of love and we should always be willing to pay whatever price love requires.
Second, you have to let go: Do not return to your former assignment for a minimum of one year.
Thank you for this brother. I'd like to share my opinions on what we as priests can do and it centers on the way we lead as priest and the pastorship model we practice.
For 20 years, I have watched the way we Pastor and I've become a veritable collecting point for horror stories of priests with too much power. Simply put, there is no accountability for a priest being a pompous jerk, power oriented or treating his parish as his personal fiefdom.
I have first hand watched priest build fantastic rectories for themselves, make unbelievably poor decisions regarding finances, treat people with contempt and then get "rewarded" by the Bishop with a bigger, better parish to destroy when they are done with the first one.