The first time I heard the Holy Name uttered this week was as I stood in a packed bus during my morning commute into Glasgow’s city centre. Like on any other urban transport system, passengers distracted themselves (and others) with wireless headphones, tablets and the day’s edition of The Metro.
"God!" exclaimed one woman.
"Jesus Christ!" replied her traveling companion.
The pair tutted in tandem at an especially egregious news story, before returning to their respective copies of the morning’s printed edition. Certainly, it is a fine and venerable thing to call on the name of Our Lord before we begin the day. Indeed, many of us do so, but rarely for the right reasons.
