There are some hilarious memes on the internet of cats shoving their bodies into spaces they don't belong in; boxes, vases, fish tanks, sinks, you name it: if they fit in it, they will sit in it. If you don't know what I'm talking about I wholeheartedly encourage you to google "if I fits I sits" and look through the images. You'll be laughing until your sides hurt.

There have been various sources of confusion and consternation when it comes to the Holy Eucharist lately. Some of them I’ve written about here in my column. There’s the general concern with the low percentage of Catholics who believe that Jesus is really present in this great sacrament. There was a debate over whether or not to identify certain politicians as those who should not be admitted to Holy Communion. In the midst of it all, Pope Francis changed the church’s policy on how and when the Extraordinary Form (sometimes known as the pre-Vatican II Mass) can be used. 

“There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish; but what good are these for so many?” (John 6:9)

Can you imagine the apprehension that the boy must have felt, clutching some food, and suddenly being thrust in front of Jesus?  Andrew’s question makes sense, what good is this amount of food when it comes to feeding so many. But he is also thinking as man thinks, not as God thinks.

There was a reading that I heard at Mass one Sunday when I was in high school, and for whatever reason, it really stuck with me. The verse says, “I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.” I didn’t necessarily know what I liked about this verse, or why it struck a chord with me, but it’s a verse I still find myself reflecting on every so often.