My mum reckons the first thing I ever said was “cloclut biskit”. I probably did learn a few other words before those two but didn’t feel a need to use any of them until the cloclut biskits ran out and crying no longer worked.
Corporate wealth will always eventually end up as a snare and a stumbling block to the Church and ours will be no exception. How will we know when we are too rich? We seem so far from being the “Church of the poor” that we style ourselves as.