Fr Jaime’s Lent Reads

Hillbilly Elegy. Finished this one. My mother, who is 92, always said she was a “hillbilly.” Now this poignant autobiography of one person has come out in 2016 and illustrates so much of what I recall of visiting and interacting with my mom’s family. Then there’s the inheritance part. How much still stays with us long after the generations have left the hills?

Strangers in their Own Land

The Large Catechism

Tears We Cannot Stop: A Sermon to White America ~ A wonder of words, profoundly moving, biting, loving and transforming. Be ready to be shaken and transformed. Thank you, Michael Eric Dyson. Amen!