Haven't played golf for quite a few years now, at 81. But I could have been a much better golfer if I had only listened to some advice and not insisted on being my own pro.
To commemorate the day the bombs fell there was a concert in the Dresden opera: Johannes Brahms: A German Requiem. When the music had ended the audience did not clap. Quietly, everyone stood up and remained standing, long, in silence.
A six-year-old first grader in Colorado was suspended from school for one day for sexual harassment because he bent over and kissed his "girlfriend's" hand during a reading lesson.
These are called "Trip-Stones" and are to be found on the sidewalk in front of houses where Jewish families lived who were deported and murdered during the Nazi regime.
I must consciously free my mind from the idea that God is just a person who lived in Palestine. Christianity keeps me focused on that. Break away from that notion and begin to realize more what God means.
The most important things we do in life we do without knowing: like taking a spouse, like choosing a career, like bringing up children. We take the leap!
How many people sit before their TV sets watching Sunday services? Will that some day be forbidden so that people will have to go back to their church and fill up the benches?
A humbled President came and spoke, and made no attempt to upstage J.F.K with his famous speech, ..."Ich bin ein Berliner" fifty years ago, June 26, 1653.
Little did I realize that those Latin prayers I had to learn to be an altar boy would end up, seventy years later, as the prayers I recite day in and day out.
Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc, confitebor illi: salutare vultus mei,
He looked at me and said: If the Eucharist really is the Body of Christ, that is all the more reason to share it. If that is so, we should be welcoming everyone to the table.
He said that I should realize that everything in my life fits in to the great inscrutable plan of God. There is nothing that is not as it should have been.