Tuesday of the Fifth Week of Lent

The people of Israel grow weary in the desert:

“We do not belong here.”

They long for Egypt—
for what was familiar,
even if it was slavery.

And Christ, in the Gospel, draws a line so sharp it startles:

“You belong to what is below,
I belong to what is above.”

It is not merely a statement of geography,
but of identity.

For to belong
is not simply to occupy a place,
but to be shaped by a source.

For years, I was quite certain that I did not.

I knew what it took to live this life—
the work, the constancy, the stubbornness of land and livestock.

I had seen it growing up.
Chickens, milk cows, pigs, gardens—
a life that shaped my parents
and brushed up against me.

I belonged then, in a boyish sort of way.

But adulthood had other ideas.

College, marriage, family—
I became, quite comfortably, a city man.

And I assumed that was where I belonged.

Then came my father’s question—
simple, direct, and impossible to answer lightly:

“Do you want to live out here?”

I said yes, though I was not certain.
Or perhaps I was certain—and said yes anyway.

After he died, I thought the question had died with him.

But it had not.

Circumstances—
and my mother’s failing health—
drew Kim and me back.

And what was meant to be temporary
began to take root.

Slowly, almost without permission,
a life formed.

Different from my father’s—
less garden, more livestock—
but still undeniably ours.

And now, I can say something I never expected:

I belong here.

And yet—this week has unsettled that certainty.

Mistakes with the Livestock Guardian Dogs.
Missteps that make me question
whether I truly know what I am doing.

And beneath the practical concern
lurks a deeper doubt:

Do I really belong here after all?

But this morning, the Gospel interrupts my anxiety.

For Christ does not say,
Belong to the right place.”

He says,
Belong to what is above.”

And I begin to suspect
that perhaps The Glenn
is not the answer to where I belong

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We imagine belonging as a matter of comfort—
the right place,
the right fit,
the right circumstances.

But the Israelites longed for Egypt—
not because it was good,
but because it was familiar.

And familiarity is a poor substitute for truth.

Christ, with divine boldness, declares that belonging
is not determined by environment,
but by origin.

“You belong to what is below…
I belong to what is above.”

The great joke, Chesterton might say,
is that we spend our lives trying to find a place that fits us,
when in fact we were made to fit Heaven.

And so every place on earth—
city or countryside,
Amarillo or The Glenn—
becomes either a distraction
or a preparation.

The question is not:

“Do I belong here?”

But:

I confess that I often measure belonging
by comfort, success, and certainty.

When things go well, I feel at home.
When I fail, I feel like an outsider.

But You remind me
that my true belonging
is not to a place,
but to You.

In my doubts, anchor me.
In my mistakes, teach me.
In my work, form me.

Let The Glenn
and every place I find myself—
become a place of conversion,
not just occupation.

Teach me to belong
not to what is below,
but to what is above.

Laudato si’ §23

we are not isolated individuals,
but part of an interconnected creation,
called to live in relationship—with God, with others, and with the land.

Today, I will live belonging as communion:

  • I will care for the land and animals entrusted to me, not as possessions, but as relationships.
  • I will seek guidance rather than retreat into self-doubt.
  • I will walk synodally—recognizing that I do not learn to belong alone.

For belonging is not achieved in isolation,
but discovered in communion.

A song about longing for the place—and the person—where one truly fits.
A reminder that belonging is not always obvious,
but often quietly waiting to be recognized.
A reflection on identity and connection—
showing that belonging is not merely about location,
but about relationship and recognition.
Kick off your day with 5 minutes of faith! Revised Standard Version (RSV) translation New Testament: • Luke 6:27-36 • Matthew 18:21 Old Testament: • Proverbs 25:21-22 Catechism of the Catholic Church: • Paragraph 1970 • Paragraph 2263 Takeaways: • Saint Jerome taught that responding to someone’s wrongdoing with kindness can soften their heart, burn away their anger, and lead them to repentance. • When someone annoys you…like cutting you off in traffic…try praying for them instead of reacting in anger. • If people insult or mistreat you because of your faith, stay faithful and hopeful. Jesus promises that your reward in heaven will be great.
If starting a conversation at church feels like a leap of faith…you’re not alone. 🙏 You know the moment — you lock eyes with someone after church, and suddenly you’re spiritually obligated to say something. 👀 Panic sets in, and now you’re deeply invested in the nearest exit sign. “What do I say?” “Is this weird?” “Do I abort mission?” 😬 This week on The Introverted Apostle, we’re diving into the art of starting conversations without overthinking yourself into silence…moving past the awkward and into authentic connection, one small, brave step at a time. And yes…we’re laughing our way through it, because let’s be honest — we’ve all been there. 😅
Move over, celebrity sightings…this is a Sacred Heart sighting! ❤️ Duane and Theresa are popping up in parishes everywhere, helping families put Christ at the heart of their homes and spreading devotion that’s anything but half-hearted. But wherever they go, they’re on fire for the Sacred Heart of Jesus. 🔥 In this episode, Duane and Theresa talk First Fridays, 12 powerful promises, and why enthroning your home might be the best “heart upgrade” you’ll ever make. Warning: Sacred Heart enthusiasm may be contagious. ❤️🔥
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Memorial in the Grotto of St. Mary’s Cathedral. The inscription says:
In memory of the death of innocence of the victims of clergy sexual abuse. When innocence dies…a life stops. It is essential that we never forget.
I was one of “the few” Bishop Zurek spoke of in this letter. He first posted it in August of 2019, and in response to my, “calling out all the more“, he kept reposting it atop the diocesan news page until December 11, 2019. There it remains to this day.
Fr. Ed Graff, brought here from Philadelphia by Bishop Matthiesen, was arrested in 2002 for sexually assaulting a minor and died later that year in jail. Despite the harm linked to his ministry, he was buried in an honored section of Llano Cemetery among our pioneering clergy — a decision that continues to wound survivors and raise hard questions for our diocese.
A tribute to Bishop Matthiesen—now a complex symbol in our diocesan history, erected by former priest John Salazar, whose later abuse conviction reminds us how painful chapters of the Church’s past must be faced honestly as we seek healing and communion.

While we recognize your thoughtful suggestion for a renewed dialogue on Bishop Matthiesen, the present circumstances do not present an opportunity for it. I think it would foster division not dialogue. We remain confident in God’s providence and hopeful for what the future may bring.

from a letter dated March 5, 2026

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