By Charles Bennison At St. Luke’s, Atlanta, three decades ago, the 11 a.m. Sunday Eucharist had a largely-suburban television audience of 25,000, with 700 actually gathered at the church. Many of these in-person worshipers had seen the congregation on telev... Read More...
I have been carried by the communal faith of the Church when my heart has been cold or numb.
Our heroes are the saints — from the well-known, like St. Mary the Virgin or St. Francis, to the more obscure, like St. Sebastian or St. Lucy.
Even the weirdest saint is someone close to God, which is ultimately where we are all called to be.
I was rescued by a saint — Saint Francis of Assisi, to be specific — a saint who has saved many damaged souls before me and will yet save many more to come.
If Jesus died was raised to life, then something akin to overturning the law of gravity has been unleashed.