05.14.2025 | Wednesday in Eastertide

It's a sunny Wednesday morning here in the Carondelet Garden.  We should see a mix of sun and clouds all day with highs in the mid-80s.  It is a warm-up here in South Saint Louis.  We may even see 90-degrees by tomorrow.  

“…and it was in Antioch that the disciples were first called ‘Christians’.” (Acts 11:26)

I saw a post recently that asked the question: “Are we still calling ourselves Christian?”  It really stopped me in my tracks and made me think.  I don’t call myself a Christian anymore.  I don’t use the word.  Honestly, when I hear the word, I cringe a little.  The word has been coopted by groups that don’t seem to know the Jesus I know at all.  How can I call myself a Christian when the word has become another word for anger, hatred, bitterness, bigotry, sexism and racism? 
 
I still believe.  I believe that we should love the Lord with all our heart, mind and spirit and our neighbors as much as we love ourselves. When we are told to love our neighbors that means everyone, no exceptions.  No hierarchy.  As Pope Leo XIV said, “Jesus doesn’t ask us to rank our love for others.”  I still believe it because I really have no other option.  It is ingrained in my mind and spirit.  Love God.  Love, your neighbor.  Grow some flowers. Grow some vegetables. Cook tasty food.  Simple. Ordinary. Life.  Amen.