I understand the instinctive dislike of the word “dialogue.” I really do. It sounds like felt banners and burlap vestments and liturgical silliness. Well, get over it! We’re adults, and we can think past our first visceral response. It is childish and incestuously vain to imagine that dialogue, as an idea, has no place in Catholicism. My friends, when I go into the confessional and tell Jesus my sins, and He tells me, “I forgive you,” that is dialogue. Dialogue just means making contact. We are all in need of contact with God — and, with very few exceptions, God comes to us through the mediation of other people.