Words fail:

I’ve always found the Book of Matthew rather beautiful: “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me….”

It goes on to say, “Unless you live in a city where gays can get married, in which case, to hell with it.”

OK, it doesn’t really say that last part, but the D.C. Archdiocese may be confused on the point.