Believe It Or Not

41G9fUbftmL._SL500_AC_SS350_Sunday I went to 7 am Mass. I knelt and offered an act of contrition. I looked up at the Crucifix that hangs above the Tabernacle. A woman – who prepares the altar for Mass – repeatedly passed by the Tabernacle and the Crucifix. She did not bend her knee. And I thought, either one actually believes in God and believes in the Sacraments, or he does not.

It’s very simple.

Either I believe in God and the precepts of the Holy Mother Church, or I do not.

I do.

If one believes that the Sacraments are the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ – the Son of God – who is God – he’d bow his head and bend his knee and lower his voice in praise and petition. Because he would know he was in the presence of Almighty God.

And if he didn’t believe – he would not.

It’s very simple.

And if one truly believes in God and aligns himself with a particular religion – he would not compromise or deny his faith for any reason at any time for anyone.

It’s very simple.

Either I believe in God and the precepts of the Holy Roman Catholic Church – or I do not.

I do.

It’s very simple.

A Lush Life

DrunkThe oddest aspect of a friendship / relationship with a drunk is that you find yourself hoping he’ll/she’ll fail.  You hope she’ll hit rock bottom faster so she’ll get help and you’ll get her bullshit off your back. It’s so soul sucking waiting for someone’s destruction.  So you can wait or you can walk away.  I’ve never loved anyone enough to wait or be the martyr.

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