I fell in love today.
I sat on an examining table and I fell in love. She took my vitals and I fell in love with her.
I fall in love every day.
It doesn’t matter. It’s not sexual; it’s emotional. It’s not biological; it’s spiritual.
I fall in love every day.
When someone shares his or her humanity with me, I fall in love.
And it’s not infatuation. I’m no longer overwhelmed by the view. I’m accustomed to seeing a soul. Yet the weight hasn’t lessened. When someone shares a moment of humanity, I fall profoundly in love.
And I don’t fall in love with most people. Most people aren’t willing to share the essence of their souls. Most people are guarded; most people are afraid; most people live closed.
I guard myself from being guarded; I fear that I’m afraid; I know I’m close to being closed. But I take each risk.
Because when our moments of humanity and vulnerability are shared, I feel God. I feel gathered together. I sense the synchronicity of His divinity and I fall in love.
I fall into the love of God.
And hope and love and communion are resurrected from their deaths.
I know that God has come again.
Saint Patrick wasn’t Irish; he was British and sent to Ireland as a slave. He escaped, returned home, became a Roman Catholic priest.
Saint Patrick wasn’t an immigrant; he was a missionary priest. Google the difference. Educate yourself.
Saint Patrick didn’t profess religious tolerance. He was an advocate of one faith: Roman Catholicism. He traveled to Ireland to CONVERT the Irish to Roman Catholicism.
Saint Patrick’s Day isn’t about Ireland: Christmas isn’t about Santa Claus. Saint Patrick’s Day is a religious Roman Catholic feast day that honors the sanctity of a faithfilled priest.
You’re either against cultural appropriation or you’re not. Grow a pair. Define your beliefs.
If you’re celebrating Saint Patrick’s Feast Day today and you’re not Roman Catholic – consider yourself the Iggy Azalea or Justin Timberlake of the Christian world.
Let’s honor the Saint today and eliminate your ignorance.
Look up the definition of hypocrisy.
Look up the definition of cultural appropriation.
Look up the definition of sciolism.
You want to make political points – don’t use facts that are polar opposites of the facts.
And to all my Roman Catholic friends – happy Saint Patrick’s Feast Day.
So. Let’s do the math. Ready?
I’m a Roman Catholic. If I have a religious symbol – (A statue of The Blessed Virgin Mary Mother of God) in my house (a private space)– people protest my actions and tell me I worship idols.
But if someone wants to remove a religious symbol from a public space (A war memorial / cemetery) they’re protested because he’s “unchristian” and “removing God” from The United States.
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