What does it mean to be Catholic and not a Catholic? I feel adrift homeless. My Catholic imagination allows me to see the soul as a lit breath seeking the divine. It persists.
I rely on guns for protection in life. God does not say 'This is la-la land.' God doesn't say 'Welcome to Earth. Everything's perfect. There's no crime. There's no murder. There's no death.' The world is imperfect and you have to be on guard.
