I’m back. And this time, hopefully for good.
My old project Quid Sit? fell into the dustbin of the Internet when I was ordained to the priesthood. Despite multiple attempts to revive its still heart, I came to realize that I just didn’t have it in me. Though I don’t intend to take the site down any time soon, Quid Sit? served its purpose as a creative outlet for the seminarian I was during its run. I still look back on some of those posts with fondness, even if I did unintentionally nix the archives a couple of years ago.
In addition, the demands of priesthood are great, and the amount of time I have to dedicate towards leisure has diminished significantly over the past half-decade. I like this: in 32 years, never have I been so busy or so fulfilled.
Consequently, what leisure time I do have is now largely spent as a consumer of media rather than a producer of it. I still read a great deal, but outside of the weekly homily, I rarely write anything. Homilies are a different kind of writing, and while they carry some semblance of satisfaction when properly crafted, homily composition does not challenge me in the way blogging does: it’s a different art form altogether.
So I’m back to blogging here at Tobit’s Sparrow, and see it an opportunity to challenge myself, to get back to something I’ve found rewarding in the past.
As for naming this blog:
I’ve always held a particular fondness for the Book of Tobit, because it proves that both God and the men he inspired can take a joke:
That same night I washed and went into my courtyard, where I lay down to sleep beside the wall. Because of the heat I left my face uncovered.
I did not know that sparrows were perched on the wall above me; their warm droppings settled in my eyes, causing white scales on them. I went to doctors for a cure, but the more they applied ointments, the more my vision was obscured by the white scales, until I was totally blind. For four years I was unable to see, and all my kindred were distressed at my condition. Ahiqar, however, took care of me for two years, until he left for Elam.
Four years of blindness is a lot to pay for sitting in the wrong place.
I do not intend for Tobit’s Sparrow to be a serious compilation of posts on serious topics, though I’m certain the winds will blow in that direction occasionally I certainly do not intend to write exclusively about theological and ecclesial matters, though I suppose I’ll go there from time to time too.
I dedicate this blog to two saints: To St. Ignatius of Antioch, my chief patron, that I might always resemble his fortitude and fidelity; and to St. Ignatius of Loyola, that I might always seek, in every human endeavor, the Goodness, Truth, and Beauty of Our Lord.
Ad majorem Dei gloriam.