You are storied, as am I.

I look at others and I think, you have a story. As do I.

Not, I have a more important or a better story.

The first time I went into confession I had to disclose 46 years of story: all my short-comings and failings.   I thought I’d be given armour to carry in a net on my back by way of penance (The Mission).

Instead the priest told me only to “Say 5 Hail Mary’s and 2 Our Fathers”. What?! How could that be right.

Prayer in a sacramental universe is about realigning with the larger whole.

Prayer is far more communal than individual.  “Look not to my sin but to the faithfulness of your Church.”