“I hope, dear terrorist, that these words will reach you …”
“I asked the Lord, with the help of all my faith, to come to my aid, to come and help us forgive you.”
I’m 18 and I’m Catholic. Today, like every Monday, as I left class, I went to have a cup of coffee on the patio of a café. Nothing amazing really. The coffee didn’t taste different from last week, the waitress’s smile was no different and the regulars were sitting at the same tables. Like every Monday I took yesterday’s newspaper out of my bag almost mechanically and skimmed the headlines. Continue reading “Paris Attacks: An Open Letter from a Young Catholic”