This is (a bad photo of) the card I had made for my ordination. On the back I used a quote from Walker Percy, one of those great Southern Catholic writers. I didn’t always agree with what he wrote, but – boy – could he wield a pen.
Dear God, I can see it now, why can’t I see it the other times, that is you I love in the beauty of the world and in all the lovely girls and dear good friends, and it is pilgrims we are, wayfarers on a journey, and not pigs, nor angels. [from Love in the Ruins]
I keep asking myself, “Why can’t I see it the other times?” It should be so simple, shouldn’t it?