A real parish is a wondrously beautiful web of human relationship which is given meaning by the man who is Himself the meaning of life. |
We are content to place a statue of Francis of Assisi in the middle of a birdbath and let the whole business of the saints go at that. |
We have relegated the saints to a pink and blue and gold world of plaster statuary that belongs to the past; it is a hangover, a relic, of the Dark Ages when men were the children of fantasy's magic. |