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  • The blog header depicts an important and yet mis-understood New Testament scene, Jesus flogging the money-changers out of the temple. I selected it because the faith that gives us consolation can also make us very uncomfortable. Both Divine Mercy and Divine Justice meet in Jesus. Priests are ministers of reconciliation, but never at the cost of truth. In or out of season, we must be courageous in preaching and living out the Gospel of Life. The title of my blog is a play on words, not Flogger Priest but Blogger Priest.

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Seeking a Single-Hearted Love

I was only a boy sitting in church when I started to think about the meaning of having a single or undivided heart (1 Corinthians 7:32-34). It puzzled me because my own love or at least my childish affections seemed so fractured or divided. My loves were alternately profound (from my love of God and my family) to profane (in loving sweets and low-brow television). As I got older I fell in “love” with every pretty girl I saw; although my shyness, prudishness and poverty as a young man often short-circuited any romantic inclinations. In any case, I seemed most satisfied with an internal dialogue and friendship with God that extended back into my personal history as far as I could remember. I am told that sickly children often turn to God, particularly when poor health excludes them from play with their peers. I knew that God loved me. But how much did I love God and his Church? The Church was good to us and yet the charity bothered me. Some return was required. If I did not have money, I would give something else. What to give? Reflecting upon this question and the notion of an undivided heart, I decided one day that I would offer God my very self. It was not a sure thing that God and his Church would want what I had to offer, and yet, I would offer it all the same.