A Positively Poetic Priest

  Do you want a salad or roasted vegetables? For some of us this might be an easy decision. For others, it might be more difficult. When I was a child and I couldn't make this kind of decision, my father would figuratively put one in his left hand and one in his right hand without telling me which was in each hand. Then I was to choose a hand, right or left? I was supposed to go with whichever of the choices in the hand I chose But most of the time, in that second after he told me which I had to go with I realized either that I was happy with the choice or sad that I didn't get the other and knew which I really wanted. In this case, usually the salad. You never knew which vegetables were going to be in 'roasted vegetables.' A salad is usually more predictable. This way of choosing is a decision making game and one that I occasionally still use to help make simple and fairly unimportant decisions. But what about when the decisions are much bigger much harder? In the Unde...

“Now here I was, an adult, with an irrational yearning for it—almost a hunger. The idea seemed dangerous and seductive, and I’d tried to resist it. I’d stand there at the Table, looking out the doors at the rock font, and try not to see the water spilling forth. I impetuously called Mark, my Lutheran friend, and asked if he’d be my godfather. I told Donald I wanted to be baptized. Then, full of dread and superstition, I backed out.” (122) Have you ever really really wanted something, only to be given the opportunity to have it/do it, and then backed out?