My Beautiful Wickedness


Yo soy mis santos y mis santos soy yo.
March 11, 2007, 2:24 pm
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One of the things that I really enjoyed about my Catholic upbringing were all the saints. I read saint
stories avidly, the more bizarre their paths to God and glory and the more improbable the miracle-
blessings the better. My particular farm-town parish had a series of priests reassigned from mission work in
Central America, so they did nothing to discourage my interest in los santos. It was
from them that I got my first exposure to radical liberation theology and probably absorbed a
certain amount of sidestream Marxism. I’m very disappointed that the Church decided to abandon
that trajectory; the Church Temporal’s politics once again fell on the wrong side of the poverty and
justice issue, though there are many of us in our forties who owe the Church for the roots of
our radicalism.

I know it’s fashionable to bash on the Church once one leaves — and I understand
that some had experiences that would justify outrage — but I personally have great affection
for the church of my youth and its ritual life although I am not part of the faith now. And I still am
inspired by the improbable blessing of saints.

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