May 20, 2026

Dear Bernie, I daresay that the frustration and anxiety that you wrote about in your last note are completely unnecessary.  The problem – I would bet my life’s savings on it, if my captors had not confiscated my life’s savings, that is – comes not from the circumstances that surround you on the outside (over-commitment, distractions, difficulties), but from carelessness on the inside.  You have the secret weapon for conquering peace of mind and stability of life right inside you. It’s called your conscience.  Do you really listen to your conscience, do you know how to tell when your conscience is speaking, do you build up your conscience by reviewing your catechism about the Ten Commandments?  God never stops coaching you, guiding you, nudging you, giving you advice – he is always interested in every part of your life and always talking to you about it, and your conscience is the receiver, the loudspeaker that he built into your heart so you could always hear him.  But every time you ignore or disobey your conscience, it’s like turning down the volume on the loudspeakers: the next time it will be harder to hear it. If today’s saint had not been a man of conscience, the thousands of souls he brought back to God might have died in their sins.  St Bernardino of Siena spent 30 years walking from town to town and city to city all over the Italian peninsula (actually, in his later years he was so weak that he reluctantly agreed to ride a donkey on his longer trips), bringing entire metropolitan areas to repentance and renewed zeal for the Kingdom of Christ.  He did it by preaching. He would preach for 3 or 4 hours at a time, 3 or 4 times a day. He had to preach outside because the churches were too small to hold the crowds. He resolved violent feuds, uprooted social vices, and inspired thousands of young men to enter the religious life. And it all started because as a young man he was faithful to his conscience.   He was of a noble Sienese family and had all the privileges and comforts of nobility.  What’s more, he was blessed with a remarkably affable and winning disposition, as well as natural good looks.  When he was still in school as a young man, he caught the eye of a man of high position, who repeatedly invited Bernardino to enter into his elite circle – one that was influential, wealthy, affording all the most alluring pleasures, and riddled with sin.  From the perspective of an ambitious youth, it was the opportunity of a lifetime, a chance to enter into the fast lane of Italian high society. But would it be worth it if he had to muffle his conscience? Bernardino thought not. He preferred to gather a few friends and take over the local hospital during a horrible plague, and then tend his sick and dying aunt, and finally discover his vocation to become the greatest Franciscan priest of the 15th century and lead countless souls into Christ’s eternal embrace. Therefore, my dear nephew, don’t try to bring peace into your soul from the outside, but let the peace of a clean and robust conscience flow out from within.  Count on my prayers. Uncle Eddy

Dear Perry, I just read an article claiming that 70% of Americans list shopping among their top 3 forms of entertainment.  God help us! Shopping for entertainment? I thought shopping was a nuisance, a necessary evil (taking time to go run errands and buy things, etc.).  Since when has it become entertainment?  I guess this is only logical, however, in a world that values things more than people, health more than life, and comfort more than truth.  The problem with all of this, of course (as you and I have frequently discussed), is that it weakens us. The toughness we need in order to stand firm in our faith and go forth to expand the Kingdom of God requires habits of self-discipline and sacrifice, but consumerism (searching for meaning by acquiring things) forms habits of self-indulgence and laziness. Just imagine if today’s saint had been contaminated with this “shopping” mentality.  Would he have been capable of spearheading Christ’s advance into the heart of Roman Gaul (modern France, you know)?  I think not. At least, his last and greatest mission would not have taken place, since it required a heroic degree of self-sacrifice.  The Roman prefect near Auxerre was dedicating a new temple to Jupiter. When Peregrine heard of it, he marched right into the town and started a campaign to convince the citizens to abandon their idolatry.  To no avail. He was immediately seized, tried, and condemned to death. After they tortured him, they cut off his head. Surely he cared more for the lasting values of the Kingdom of God than he did for the comforts and trinkets of this passing kingdom here below.  Watch out, my dear nephew, lest the “shopping for fun” mentality (and everything it implies) deaden your courage and dampen your zeal for spreading Christ’s Kingdom.   Your Uncle always, Eddy