Somehow we just dont make the same boisterous fun of Holy Week that we do of Christmas. No one plans to have a holly, jolly Easter.

Disaster movies do us the psychological service of forcing a quick march through the worst that could happen. At the end we see that you win a few, you lose a few, some cars are up in trees, and only the most attractive of the young people have survived.

Somehow we just dont make the same boisterous fun of Holy Week that we do of Christmas. No one plans to have a holly, jolly Easter.

Abortion is not a sign that women are free, but a sign that they are desperate.

God's presence is not just Light, and Life, but Love. And Love invites, but does not compel.

It is not a loss of inert, amorphous tissue, but of a growing being unique in history.

Everyone wants to transform, but nobody wants to change.