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If this is going to be a Christian nation that doesn't help the poor, either we have to pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, or we've got to acknowledge that He commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition and then admit that we just don't want to do it

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Archive for November, 2009

End of a Month of Celebration

Monday, November 30th, 2009

Almost everyone knows that I love Thanksgiving. I like the fact that while it’s a civil holiday, most people think of it in at least partly religious terms. I like that it doesn’t cause the problems of specifically religious holidays (e.g. Christmas). I also like the idea of taking a time to specifically look at those people and things we are grateful for.

Thanksgiving was fun, but the real celebration was the wedding of my nephew Nathan to Makayla Nadeau. I can safely say that if it weren’t for their wedding there would be no way we’d go to Newport, Rhode Island in November. It goes without saying but it was a magical weekend. I’m Nathan’s godfather and as a priest I gave him his 1st Communion; I was also touched to be asked to participate in part of the wedding ceremony. Rev. Dan Hopkins presided and did all the legal stuff, but I treasure my part in it.

Nancy and I flew into New York City and we were able to spend time with our niece Katie and her boyfriend David. I’ll confess that I like NYC better and Nancy does, but it was great.

We took the train from Penn Station to Providence, RI. It came a month after peak foliage but it was a beautiful ride nonetheless. I love San Diego and will never move but I do miss the East Coast from time to time and it was nice to experience it from sea level.

Nathan and Makayla, Nancy and I wish you as happy a marriage as ours.