To Houston, you restored my faith in humanity. You truly are my home. 

To Houston, you restored my faith in humanity. You truly are my home. 

I am from Houston but I no longer live there. My family is safe and their home is dry. We were lucky. Very lucky. I cannot say the same for close friends and even neighbors. 

Throughout the disaster my heart shattered for the agony and the loss that my fellow Houstonians endured. I wept, I raged, I sat emotionless and dead inside as they suffered. Truly suffered. I moved away a long time ago. Over the years I have claimed to be fromAustin more often than not, but as I sat and watched the devastation around the city that I was born and raised, tears uncontrollably streaked down my face. These were not tears of sadness, they were of profound love… hope incarnate. I saw in my city a resolve and compassion for one another that I hadn’t seen in a long time. Texas has become a state of hate and divided lines, known for their guns and punishment, all of which to me are not conducive for a thriving society. God rules the government, a direct abomination of a separation between church and state. Abortion, immigration, transgender laws all take precedence in a legislature Hell-bent on executing the rights of the minority. Harvey proved different. Harvey proved me wrong. Harvey proved to show the country what Texas and Houston is actually about, deep down inside on a humanitarian level. 

I wept because love prevailed. In the darkest of days, the human spirit lifted up an entire city. Not God, the human spirit. Humans took action. Humans lined the highways in boats. Human neighbors opened their doors, their life rafts and their arms. My entire childhood bedroom was filled pieces from Gallery Furniture and to see what Mattress Mac did is aspirational. That is true success. To utilize all of the tools at your disposal to help those in need. That is what life is about. With that, we must not forget that these acts of kindness and love are what make us stronger, not weaker and we now have the duty translate that toward the policies of the future. 

As I sat paralyzed by sorrow I was then moved by rage. Sorrow digs valleys, but rage moved mountains…

Now is not the time for politics, it is a time for a shift in thinking. A reckoning has come, and we must take control of our destiny. To say that it is in God’s hands is not only lazy but dangerous. I have nothing against praying, especially in this post or in these extreme times, however, voting responsibly yields concrete results. To all of those Republican Congressman who voted against Sandy, how will you vote now? If we are true Texans, then we would never have voted against lending a helping hand to someone else, ever. I wasn’t raised that way. For those that did, shame on you, you shouldn’t be there representing the values of good, hard working, loving people to do something that egregiously spiteful. There is only time for action. 

Today DACA was rescinded. Today we became morally weaker as a country. Who is going to rebuild Houston? Honestly. Trump has spent the last few years alienating the construction industry’s labor force in Mexican illegal and legal immigrants. Throughout his campaign, it was the border wall, a few weeks ago it like a jab to throat by pardoning Sheriff Joe Arpaio and today we have DACA. He is a man that has built an empire by sleazy deals and refusing to pay people what they are worth and the lawyering up against them. Houston cannot afford to be led by someone of that stature, or lack thereof. Mexicans and Mexican-Americans will rebuild Houston. In fact, the Mexican government, despite all of the insults and demeaning diatribes about their country, culture and people, offered aid. That is the very essence of humanity. 

Through all of the destruction and death, an even darker political storm forms on the horizon, not to mention Irma. It will pit cultures against each other, business versus environmentalists and conservationists versus Evangelicals, and Texas versus the Northeast. The action that must prevail and the policies that should be enacted in the future must be motivated by the emotions during the storm, not before. 

To Houston, you restored my faith in humanity. You truly are my home. 

Love and College Football.

Love and College Football.

What does a Priest know about making a woman orgasm?

What does a Priest know about making a woman orgasm?