Imagine a world where Catholics are known as “those guys.” Those folks who are giving, joyful, compassionate, and loving. Those who tip graciously, speak kindly, act honesty, and get to know the poor. Those who listen. Those whose faith penetrates their lives and the lives of others. Those who really care and love and cry and walk beside those who have no one else to walk with them. Wherever they are. Wherever they’re at. Imagine that kind of world.
As a teenager, my best friend had come to visit for about a week. We were enjoying the unusually still evening, sitting on the side of a deserted country road, looking off at the sunset and not saying much. At that moment, something inexplicable happened.