Two years after Hurricane Katrina, the youth group I interned for took their middle school students to New Orleans to gut houses destroyed by the storm. We pretty much told the kids to do as much damage as they could on them. We gave sledge hammers to twelve year old boys in order to tear down […]
Month: April 2014
I Only Believe in God on Sundays
A Eucharistic reflection — how the table overcomes the mundane and the broken. You walk gingerly Stiffly, Around and through the puddles Emboldened by the dogs and sheep distracting the gold Up to the glass panes Adorned with shaped plastic Masquerading as sturdy, constant metal; You enter. A room wider than the rest. A face with […]
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