Archive for September, 1998

A Tale of Two Tatoos

Sunday, September 27th, 1998

This is a tale of two tattoos — a parable of regret and redemption.
There was a man who had been a devout Jew. As a boy and young man, he had joyfully worshipped his God in the village shul, and he kept all of God’s commandments and laws.
But when he entered his twenties, the man [...]

Or Maybe Not: The Opening-Sunday Homily

Sunday, September 13th, 1998

Wasn’t the summer just great! You went to that place to which you always go, and life there was a wonderful as ever, I’ll bet: the sailing, the swimming, the hiking, the arts, the crafts, the lobster, the sunshine. You went to a camp that was so simple and natural that they didn’t even have [...]