uncleeddy:

Dear Chelsea,

My dear and misguided young niece, I do not wish to sound callous, but the simple truth is that you are wasting your tears. When our Lord said, “Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted,” he did not mean that we should feel sorry for ourselves and whine…

uncleeddy:

Dear Leo,

I can tell that you are more interested in being popular than in being happy (they are not, by any stretch of the imagination, the same thing). You know that true happiness, true meaning and satisfaction in life comes from a deep, lively friendship with Christ and the heartfelt…

uncleeddy:

Dear Joe,

Well, once again you have proved that you’re no angel – thanks be to God. If you did act like an angel, I’d be worried. As it is, I’m not worried at all. If you are surprised at your tendency to fall into sin, you deluding yourself. It is your delusional pride that makes you…

uncleeddy:

Dear Jaime,

I am not surprised that you lost another job (of course, I considered your caddying job a bit of a pansy position anyway – attractive just because of the perks). If a man can’t control his temper, he won’t be able to do much else. I am surprised, however, at your reaction to…

uncleeddy:

Dear Kristen,

Your last note edified me terrifically. An internship in the high-brow professional sector has a lot of perks, and frankly I thought you might be seduced by the glitz and chic posturing. Your deprecation of the rampant selfishness, superficiality, backbiting, gossip and…

uncleeddy:

Dear Birgitta,

As you say, following Christ is onerous indeed (that’s why so few people do it), especially in the middle of the summer when you have spent the last seven weeks giving in to your selfish desires for pleasure and comfort more and more. To follow Christ we must take up our cross…

uncleeddy:

Dear Max,

Feeling frazzled and overworked again? Stressed out? Can’t seem to manage your time well? Funny that that should start happening in the summer as well as during the school year. I am glad I received your note last night, since today’s saint has the antidote to your turmoil.

uncleeddy:

Dear Laurie,

Sometimes we think we have to do extraordinary things in order to become saints. We read about those monks and hermits who slept sitting on the edges of cliffs and fasted every day till sundown and disciplined their bodies so severely that just reading about it makes us grimace.

uncleeddy:

Dear Willy,

Your recent note was most disappointing. It reminded me how little I have done to extend our Lord’s Kingdom in the hearts of my nephews and nieces. Ah me! May the Lord have mercy on my soul! I refer to your positively juvenile complaint about not getting your prayers answered.

uncleeddy:

Dear Nigil,

I can picture you busily preparing your lessons, now that you have returned from your extended vacation (well earned, I might add, after your conscientiously laborious four years of college) and are getting ready to take up your first full time teaching position. I had a feeling…