It always seemed ridiculous to me, to leave 99 sheep behind to search for one that’s lost. And I’m Catholic, and belong to a ministry that reaches out to Catholics who have lost their way and have left the Church. But last night, I got it. I finally did. The

Many, many, many years ago, the bunch of us classmates-turned-friends from CJC, attended one of the first few wakes together – that of one of our grandfathers. I remember thinking then, this must be the start of adulthood – having to face up to these painful goodbyes. I remember dreading then,