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Discernment, Angst, and Vocational Celibacy

November 7th, 2025 | 7 min read

By Pieter Valk

Jayden sat across from me at a local coffeeshop, sipping his milk tea. He had a nose ring, a hoodie with the collar messily cut open, Michelangelo's David hair, and a pair of Crocs. I pointed to the Crocs, stumbled trying to find something to say, and finally asked whether they were comfy.

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