Another Perspective

As we are currently in the midst of the serious part of hurricane season, I'm drawn back to tough memories of Hurricane Katrina, whose 20th anniversary will be coming up on August 29, 2025.

Perhaps in its ideal form, innocence might be described as a human heart stripped of ego and lust, something akin to what James Joyce describes in A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man when his hero, young Steven, sees a half-naked girl on a beach and instead of being moved by sexual desire is moved only by an overwhelming wonder and admiration.

As we celebrate, honor and pray for our new holy pontiff, Pope Leo XIV ­­– who has cool Louisiana familial connections and who is calling all if us to be a missionaries in our own states of life, I can't help but recall some Eucharistic missionary experiences I've had in the past.

What do you do when a wound or a loss leaves you hopelessly disconsolate and there’s nothing you can do to amend the situation?