Well, this post (at a fine new blog I’ve just discovered, Catholic Phoenix) offers some smart answers.

Of course, like Starbucks, the Church — being universal — comes in a variety of sizes and flavors, to suit any taste. I like my faith tall, dark and rich (no cream or sugar). Others like theirs a little bit nutty, with whipped topping and a scone on the side.

Like the (often-derided) hymn puts it: all are welcome.