On getting to know a priest.

Trying to schedule an interview. With an Italian priest. In the town where I’m living. In Sardinia/Italy. A local parish has five priests. There must be at least one that speaks English.  I want to pick his brain/mind.  We could have a philosophic dialogue. About life. About ourselves. The way we think. And maybe learn what we have in common.  I’ll ask about who and what he is. And I’ll volunteer personal stuff, too.  We can ask each other questions. No limits. I’ll seek an hour of his time. And I’ll write about it. In my blog.  That’s the way I get to know a priest. –Jim Broede