This presumption is embedded deeply in Catholic cultural consciousness, the presumption that there’s something un-Catholic about being gay.
My first academic article is now out! You can find it in the Winter 2019 edition of Logos Journal, alongside articles on capital punishment, Therese of Lisieux, consecrated widows in the Church, and Teresa’s Dark Night. My article focuses on the question of homoerotic desire, attempting to shift the current cultural conversations in the Church on homosexual lust and marriage to more fundamental conversations on same-sex desire, love, and creativity. It looks at Church history and tradition, drawing on the resources of the past to give a fresh perspective on today’s labored debates. Continue reading “Published in Logos: A Catholic Perspective on Homoerotic Desire”
Parenthood is central to the Nativity story. Birth and infancy cast Christ the King most of all in dependence. God so humbled himself not only to become man, but also to be dependent upon man, particularly upon two parents, Mary and Joseph. God did not only come to mankind to be sacrificed, but also to be nurtured, to be loved and cared for by woman and man, to communicate his needs and to make requests to his parents as they bring him to adulthood Continue reading “Parenthood and the Voice of Conscience”
I feel like I spend all of my time talking and writing about clerical abuse. This weekend, I met with a group for three hours to discuss the recent paper published by the Ruth Institute on homosexuality and clerical abuse of minors, after which I concluded that every Catholic should have a working knowledge of statistics (and perhaps this should be a seminary requirement). Continue reading “The Zero-Sum Clergy Abuse Game”
Let’s be very clear. My writing grew up under intense insecurity. I grew into a writer in no small part because I have had a very strong fear of rejection, a need to have others on my side and to receive approval. My writing didn’t flourish simply under the spark of virtue; its development was nourished by the vice of pride and its attendant, fear. And there are the fears you learn as a writer, as you see the things that come from writing.
Every writer struggles with the weight of unspeakable things, and most of all their unspeakable selves. Continue reading “Writing and Disfigurement”
This beauty doth all things excel,
By faith I know, but ne’er can tell
The glory which I now can see
In Jesus Christ the apple tree.
I am not a cruise person. You’re stuck in the middle of the ocean with no churches, no wifi, only one suitcase’s worth of books, and the select group of people of whom you’ll surely be sick by day three. But somehow I ended up on the Diamond Princess with my family that summer, the summer after I got kicked out of my dorm (a story for another time).
As part of our Alaskan cruise, we stopped along the shore of a small town. And a little ways away from that town, I ended up in a tree.
Not a little tree. Continue reading “A Doctrine that Bends and Sways”
“So, something that you should know about me… is that I’m gay… or same-sex-attracted, ummm, whatever you want to call it…”
Father looked at me. We’d been chatting for about twenty minutes in the coffee shop, as a follow-up to my request to explore possibly doing spiritual direction together. He said, “You don’t need to share that with people as soon as you meet them. Continue reading “Fatherless in a Church of Fathers”
I wonder if anyone else has felt that way in the Sistine Chapel.
Late in the evening, our group completed its private tour of the Vatican Museums. After stepping beneath the Last Judgment into the Capella Sistina, I pulled my music from my gray Pacsafe bag and placed myself in the back row of the choir. Continue reading “A Return to the Sistine”
The previous night, he and I had sat across from one another at Brasa. I’d met him there. I found him charming, and smart, and caring. Continue reading “I can’t save the unhappy”
It always comes back to that Richard Sipe study for me, the one where the (recently deceased) ex-priest surveyed the sexual lives of American clergy. He found that the vast majority of priests weren’t so great at the celibacy thing. He found this in a world where clericalism was in full swing, where Catholics looked up to and admired their priests simply for being priests, and assumed they were all good at it. This wasn’t actually the case.
“The way that we predict other people’s behaviors, most of the times, is that we ask ourselves, ‘Well, what would I do? What have I done?’ And then we project that onto other people.” -Adam Grant
“I decided to report.” I didn’t know she’d been thinking about it, but I think the recent news emboldened her. She’d been sexually abused on multiple occasions as a child. I don’t know her chances of legal success. She probably has about as much evidence as Dr. Ford. But she doesn’t want to get blamed for the passage of time, and she doesn’t want to be silent either.
As a legal matter, sexual violence is an incredibly complex issue. The law can’t accommodate for perfect justice. Continue reading “The woman under the bus: sexual violence and legal liability”