Wednesday, October 30, 2002

This explains.........
why I feel like the stinky cheese while partying with my sister’s liberal friends. They’re pleasant to me, but in the sort of condescending way one might treat a person of very borderline low intelligence or someone who had just been thawed out after 1000 in a glacier. Sursum Corda has a link to an article by Rev. Ronald Rolheiser on Living in a Moral Diaspora:
Increasingly, to believe in God, is to find yourself within a moral diaspora, seemingly a minority-of-one, awash in a world that, while wonderful in so many other ways, is non-supportive in terms of what's deepest and most important to you. To carry real faith and moral conviction today is to feel yourself part of a cognitive minority, a deviant of sorts, isolated, morally lonely.

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