Good Times in Greenville

A few years ago, I had the privilege of being invited to conduct a weekend parish seminar on apologetics at the beautiful and bustling St. Mary's Parish in Greenville, SC.  It was a wonderful experience to see, close-up, the vibrant dynamism of a Catholic parish just a hop, skip, and a jump from Bob Junes University (a totally different planet, that place).  I also got the chance to get to know the pastor there, Father Jay Scott Newman, an illustrious thinker, writer, man of the Church, and overall impressive example of a dedicated pastor. 

Father John Zhulsdorf's "What Does the Prayer Really Say?" weblog has mention of Father Newman and some nice pictures of a recent Mass celebrated ad orientem. I thought you might enjoy them.

By the Time I Get to Phoenix . . .

I never know anymore when it's useful to use song title puns, as so many folks nowadays (i.e., my kids ages — the oldest is 27) simply haven't heard some of the old AM-radio standards that Nancy and I grew up on. So, the above is a shot in the dark.

Anyway, I'm checking a few last-minute e-mails before I head to the airport for a trip to Phoenix, where I'll be visiting and working for a few days with my friend Father Bud (on what I am not yet at liberty to tell you, but it does not have anything to do with collaborating on more song title puns).  Lots of good things will come of it, I hope and pray. Hey, if any of you who read this would be willing to pray for a special intention of mine, it would be: May what I'm working on with Father Bud will succeed and accomplish what we hope to do. All for the greater glory of God. Thanks.