Ok, just wanted to blog this. I know the author very well. I especially like the part about the “worthless degrees”. But I think he nails it when he talks about the challenge a parent needs to face head on in assisting a son or daughter in choosing their vocation:
But there is an outright panic about the idea that one’s children might (God forbid!) study Theology (like Sr. Maura, who, in it, found her own calling.) I am not a sociologist, but I think that this is because deep down, we have been taught to think that the universe is unmerciful, that (to quote Cat Stevens) “baby, it’s a wild world”, and that if we don’t constantly war against being “irrelevant” or “unproductive” we will be stomped under its giant iron boot-heel – that the universe is based upon cruel and dead necessity, not anything like love.