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Tag Archives: John J. McNeill

St. Peter’s Square, Vatican, Rome

Rome Sweet Rome

The gay Christian community is widespread, dynamic and growing; however, there is something I see going askew with it. Due to the liberal nature of most gay-affirming churches and groups there is a tendency towards a very, for lack of a better word, “protestant” feel.

Stained glass window image of Jesus

Dropkick Me, Jesus

Metropolitan Community Church of Columbia, S.C.  Reading: 1 Corinthians 12:14-27 Dropkick me Jesus through the goalposts of life End over end neither left nor to right Straight through the heart of them righteous uprights Dropkick me Jesus through the goalposts of life Make me, Oh

Dove flying in Lisbon, Portugal

A Letter to Louise

Read the rest of the series INTRODUCTION I have been asked if Louise is real. Yes, and this was a real letter to her. Shortly after I had gone to my first pastorate out of the seminary, Louise invited my wife, Anna Marie, and me

People with their feet in a circle

Now That’s Community!

“The most profound change that occurs in community, and the most simple, is learning the meaning of love.” — John J. McNeill, Taking a Chance on God The charred wood from the house stood out starkly against the pale, gray sky. Snow, fresh from the

St. Peter’s Square, Vatican, Rome

Even the Dogs Beneath the Table

The Sacred Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith’s most recent action against Robert Nugent, S.D.S and Jeannine Gramick, S.S.N.D. follows a long, protracted siege of their professional ministry — one that was, as well, intentionally destructive of their personal lives. This action should give

Man praying in church pew

Anger as an Act of Love

“… we must ask ourselves whether or not we are angry with God. We must learn how to feel that anger and not deny it. We must learn to trust God enough to bring that anger into our prayers and share it with God. Remember

Library interior

Books That Bless

My love affair with books began long before I could read. I remember carrying around a particular book as a child. I could not make out a word of it, but I liked the look and feel of the book in my hands. I liked