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I'll be using this space from time to time to share my reflections and thoughts on various topics.  Please feel free to add to the conversation by writing some reaction in the COMMENT section! 

 

 

A God's Eye

I had my first helicopter ride on September 4th, 2001. If you have ever seen a movie or TV show that has aerial shots of New York, it was probably the work of my friend Al Cerullo. 

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Break the rules.

So the school year is about to begin!  This coming week all the kids at schools in Manhattan will once again be spending their days inside a building that was designed to help them learn, filled with lots of people who want to help them grow up, teaching them practical information about themselves and about the world. 

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To leap above the mud that is man.

There was an article in the New York Times yesterday, written by a parishioner of a Catholic parish in Atlanta.  Last Sunday he received national media attention when he stood up in the middle of the homily, as the priest was speaking about the sexual abuse report from Pennsylvania, saying that the Church had to change.

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We have lost our way.

I got home Wednesday night from a short vacation with my sister and her family in a remote mountain lodge in Vermont.  We were blessed--and I do mean blessed-- to be without any phone or internet service. 

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Faithful to their end.

I passed a newly-born calf on my walk today.  He tumbled headfirst out of his mama’s black and white body, and was immediately attended to, properly washed by her rather large and not-so-gentle tongue. How she learned to do that, I have no idea.

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Hymns with wings.

Early this morning I was greeted by a seagull, flying, oh, 30 feet above me.  She was hovering, apparently effortlessly, held aloft on a soft cloud of invisible air, and yet following me in the snail pace of my terrestrial walk.

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A tall drink of water.

I'm drinking a not-so-big glass of water after a fairly long and exhausting walk. My water had run out towards the end of the day's journey, and I was sooo thirsty, and I literally dropped everything at the door of my room at today's destination and ran into the bathroom to fill a glass of water and gulp it down.  But the glass was tiny, so I had to fill it up again and again to finally quench my thirst.  

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Energetico

When you begin the day of walking, you are refreshed from a night’s rest and fueling, and no matter the weather, you are filled with optimism and eager anticipation of what is to come on the journey.

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Sky full of glittering lights.

I was alone on July 4th—the pastor was away, the staff was on vacation. It was the first time I was king of the rectory and the church, reigning over the whole empty building. But that wasn’t much fun, so I decided to take a walk over to the west side of the island, to the mighty Hudson river.

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The wild man.

You have seen him in layers of rags, his face creased and darkened by dirt and beating sun. You have seen him walking the streets at all hours, in all weather. You have heard him howling like thunder on street corners and public squares.

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