As you may already know, I’m not shy about giving advice. I wrote this short piece a couple weeks ago for Catholic Catalogue, when, one bleak morning, all question regarding the Republican nominee for the U.S. president suddenly disappeared. Since nothing looks any better today, and since there’s lots of work to do, I’m re-posting. Friday, after all, is a day for sorrow–and a day for mercy. It’s also an excellent day for pizza, wine, and holy conspiracy.
Accidental Beatitude 