Posted by Christopher Mc on Monday, March 30, 2009
Under: Family
My daughter Mary likes to talk - she likes to talk a lot - as do we all of course. My wife and I were much amused the other evening when Mary began to describe death - "it's when you can't talk anymore". Or as I prefer to see it, when you don't have to listen.
Well as luck would have it I was reading Pope Benedict's marvellous book on eschatology, handily entitled "Eschatology", and what to I find on page 89 but the following:
Catholic, Carmelite, Husband, Father, Reader of all sorts of books, Writer of occasional letters, Viewer of lots of TV and movies, Lover of tea, Hater of coffee. Anything I write is my own opionion and is not intended to represent the views of any organisation with which I have a connection. You can email me at "blog at live.ie" (replace the "at" with @). Don't be shy. To comment, click on the title of post. You have to include a name and email but fake ones work fine. Make sure there's an @ in the email.
Catholic, Carmelite, Husband, Father, Reader of all sorts of books, Writer of occasional letters, Viewer of lots of TV and movies, Lover of tea, Hater of coffee. Anything I write is my own opionion and is not intended to represent the views of any organisation with which I have a connection. You can email me at "blog at live.ie" (replace the "at" with @). Don't be shy. To comment, click on the title of post. You have to include a name and email but fake ones work fine. Make sure there's an @ in the email.
