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Saturday, October 27, 2012
At Mass today, we heard this as part of the second reading. I have excerpted only a segment of it. It touched me as valuable and important:
[We need] to offer gifts and sacrifices for sins.
[We must be] able to deal patiently with the ignorant and erring,
for [we are] beset by weakness
and so, for this reason, must make sin offerings for [ourselves]
as well as for the people.
I need to be a better person than I am. I need to be more patient and kind. I need to work to fix my sins. I need to realize my own failings and weaknesses. I need to beg forgiveness for the wrong that I do. Yet, it is so hard. Or, at least it *feels* hard. I suspect it should be easy to do, only if I were a better person. I try to be a good person, but I fail. I feel like all I do is fail. Why am I so wrong and so bad? I used to think I was doing pretty "ok" at least. I wish I still felt that, even if it was false.
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I often feel the same way. But then, I think...if I'm wishing I were a better person, and if I'm actually aware of (and acknowledging) the fact that I'm not...well then, maybe I'm actually a better person than I realize.
ReplyDeleteThese moments are fleeting, alas...most of the time, I don't like myself much...
You seem like a very good person...most are not as aware of their shortcomings and have no desire to change them...
Do me a favor and just get over being a fucking catholic, if you didn't smoke and wasn't a fucking catholic you might near being fucking perfection.
ReplyDeleteI've said it many times, my mother loved being a catholic, fuck some guys, go to confession, get a clean slate, fuck some guys, go to confession, etc, etc, etc.
I think she just liked to brag to a priest about the guys she was fucking. :-)
These moments are fleeting, alas...most of the time, I don't like myself much...
ReplyDeleteWell that fucking sucks, cuz most of the time I really like myself and what I am, it's everyone else that pisses me off.
I need to work to fix my sins.
ReplyDeleteWhat the hell for? Are you butt fucking alter boys?
Sticking your lounge in a pussy once in a while is not a sin.
You don't even know what the fuck sins are, all you know is your fucking brainwashings.
It may be a sin to fuck a married woman, on the other hand it may be fun. Can't knock fun and I'm pretty sure the universe doesn't give a shit one way or the other.
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