Semantics (A Seminarian Blog)

The King of the Universe lives two floors down from my bedroom. I can go talk to Him at any time, share with Him joys and sorrows, or simply be with Him.

Meaning suddenly appears, and I wonder how I missed it for so long. The chaos becomes ordered, and the light shines in the darkness.

As a seminary sacristan, I imagine serving the Lord as his friend.

Loving one's neighbor is not a Christian extracurricular; it must be integrated with a sacramental life.

It is not the memory itself which I desire, but the infinite beauty to which it points.

The work we do Monday through Saturday is fulfilled in Sunday's worship, when we are reminded of the Third Commandment's purpose.

St. John Paul II set no condition on his surrender, and there was no ceiling on his sanctity.