It was my daughter's first day of Kindergarten and it was at a Catholic school. I was anticipating my daughter going through an adjustment, not only because it was Kindergarten but also because it was a religious-based school.
We figured that as Episcopalians, while we may not be Catholic, we were close enough: same pomp, no pope, less guilt. It surprises some to learn that Kelly and I actually met at church. We still attend regularly. Not regularly enough, as we were soon to find out.
You won't ever find James Chance out of his suit, neckwear or pompadour. And what may read a bit antsy on the outside is the opposite on the inside, for James is focused within the realm of his radical energy.
How could an innocent baby be held accountable for the actions -- or lack of actions -- of some stupid adult? There was some mistake. Nervously I stood and I asked, "Sister, are you sure this is right? I know God wouldn't do this."
It was after lunch, and, if I were to guess, my second-grade class was doing phonics exercises when our principal, Sister Mary Vaughan, announced over the P.A. system that President Kennedy had been shot, and would we all please stop our work and pray for him?
Looking back at history, one may come to the conclusion that people with differing conceptions of God may never live peacefully among one another. However, I believe that this is not only possible but that it could become a reality in my lifetime.
It looks like a more systematic outreach from the Catholic Church, a general awareness that public schools are not proving the best quality of education and the voucher programs are changing this decreasing dynamic.