In rereading Ronald Rolheiser’s exceptionally good book, “Wrestling with God” (New York: Image, 2018, pp. 198, $22.oo), I think I have learned an important lesson which I should have known previously. There are books that are so good that they not only can be read more than once but probably should be read more than once. 

During the pandemic I have read what seems like a countless number of books. I am not even going to try to count them. Besides reading books that I had not previously read, I found myself returning to books that I had previously read and correctly thought deserved a second reading. 

When I read in the April issue of Commonweal Peter Steinfels’ excellent review of Sarah Shortall’s Soldiers of God in a Secular World: Catholic Theology and Twentieth Century French Politics (Harvard University Press, $49.95, 352 pp.), I knew I had to read the book. Even reading Steinfels’ review took me on a short trip down nostalgia lane. 

For many years I had difficulty distinguishing what Catholics referred to as the “natural’ order” and the “supernatural order.” 

Last spring I was asked to allow a priest from Poland, who would be visiting New York in the fall, to study philosophy with me. Though I was not sure why the priest wanted to study with me, almost immediately upon hearing of the request my ego took over and my imagination went to work. 

It seems as though the Holy Spirit moves in strange ways. Or at least the Spirit moves in ways that I don’t completely understand. Often, I find it surprising that events that seem unrelated somehow lead to one another. 

Before the pandemic, every Good Friday some friends and I would view some religious film. The viewing took place in the early evening after many of us had attended the Good Friday liturgy.

I suspect that every person who believes that Christ is the Savior and Redeemer thinks of faith as a wonderful gift from God.

About a year ago I was writing a book. In putting the book together I re-read sections of a philosophy book that I had read more than 45 years ago.

Back in June, we held the funeral liturgy for my closest priest friend, Tom McGloin.