Deep in the Heart of Texas.

Dear Friends, again this year Simeon, Mamasita and I packed and headed south as snowbirds to hang out at my sister’s place for the months of February and March. I found myself a job helping out for Sunday Masses in Freeport on the Gulf of Mexico. It’s a blue collar town filled with oil refineries. The parish is named Mary, Star of the Sea. They had a wonderful pastor who suddenly died in January, and I came down just at a very needful moment. The parish is strongly Latino and it radiates with that kind of culture. The people were wonderfully receiving of me, and I quickly felt at home. I was happy to keep up the task of homilizing, because it’s easy to loose the feel for it, and it’s also easy to so enjoy being free of such a burden that you don’t want to take it up again. Here are the homilies delivered deep in the heart of Texas.