Earlier this week, after reading the gospel for the weekend, there was a part of me that instinctively turned to the other readings for a hint about the homily.  The language of the gospel is extreme: hating one’s family members, carrying our cross or we can’t be disciples. “anyone of you who does not renounce all his possessions cannot be my disciple.” Sure, I can explain the underlying Greek meaning and all the rest. And yes, I recognize the language of hyperbole to make a point… still… Continue reading →