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Day 72

Ships Log Day 72.

LOL! I have always wanted to have one of those. But I’m not on a ship.

I am going to go backwards a little.

I started reading the Bible.

No. I am not some kind of religious freak. But I guess if you are going to really start questioning what you believe in during a pandemic seems like a fantastic opportunity.

This all started over Easter. I have a Covid Buddy. You know a friend that you have been seeing the whole time, it’s like you live with them, but you don’t, but you know you are safe around them because you are also the only person that they have seen. Anyway….

My friend came over on Easter to have a couple of drinks and we started talking about religion. Turns out she is significantly more religious than I am. We had some very interesting and deep conversations that I may share in a later post. End result was she sent me a YouTube video of a sermon. Took me 3 days to actually watch it. It was an hour long and the guy was reminding me of the crazy internet church people. It was all about “Crazy Faith” Which I still don’t have.

The main thing I got from that sermon was this;

Hope turns into Faith which turns into Believe.

I can wrap my head around that. Now, I was still on the fence with is this whole God being real, or are we all being duped by our own stupidity and insecurities?

So my youngest has a strong belief in God (Don’t know how that happened). I asked him why he believes in God. His answer;

“Mom, I want there to be a heaven. I hope that when I die I can  be with you in heaven.”

This kinda blew my mind. It went right with the sermon. He Hoped it, which gave him Faith in it, which made him believe. WHAT?!?!?!?!

So I decided that if I am going to be the crazy cynical person that I am about all of this. I might as well start doing my homework. How can I judge a book I’ve never read. Coming from an avid reader that seems insane. So I started reading The New American Bible Revised Edition by; (Presumably) God.

I started reading it like it was a fantasy book. Let me tell you….

It reads like a fantasy book. Not to say that it is so obvious that everything is fake, but like a really good fantasy book. Where you are like, Holy Shit! This could actually happen. Yes people really are that fucked up. *Getting their father drunk and then sleeping with him so that you have a pure blood line of kids* Jeeze!

So yeah, I’m loving it! I suggest it to all of my fans of reading! Even if you don’t believe. I figure what the hell, I believe in Dragons & Garden Gnomes, how far off is God from that?

Happy Reading people. Maybe one day I will also share my crazy theory on religion.



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Easter Memory

When I was younger I was part of something very special. It was the mother of all service learning projects. They called it “Service to the suffering”. The Diocese of Trenton, a Roman Catholic thing, ran this event with our CCD groups. When I look back at that time in my life I feel very fortunate to have had such a moving experience.

“Service to the Suffering” was held the Thursday, Friday, and Saturday of the Holy Week before Easter. During these three days we would meet together, all of the kids in CCD from the entire diocese. They would split us up into groups. Dividing us from our core CCD groups so that we would meet new people. 

Our newly formed groups would all gather on buses where we would then be shipped off to different locations. All of the places would be somewhere that could use a little TLC that could be accomplished by teenagers. 

My fondest memories of places:

A community pool. We cleaned out the drained pool, painted picnic benches, and raked the expansive lawn. Now that sounds like hard work right? But what I remember is the massive paint fight that my new best friends and I had. Everyone was covered in red paint!

We went to a psychiatric hospital where some of us cleaned the grounds while others sat inside with the patients and did crafts or played games. I was on the grounds crew. Dealing with other people was never one of my specialties. What I remember most about this day was that a boy in our group that I had a serious crush on made me book marks during his craft time. 🙂 I was a teenage girl. 

In my last year I remember being given the honor/burden of getting to carry the cross all day one of the days. 

Every day they pick one kid who gets to carry the cross for the whole day. It was their way of giving us just a small taste of what Jesus had to go through and symbolism for everyone bearing their own crosses through life. 

This cross was no joke. It was a 6 foot tall thick pieces of wood, honest to god you could nail someone to it cross. We don’t play around at Service. 

At the end, on Saturday night there was a big dance. Always a highlight in my book. Of course there was a mass at the end of every day, which was always amazing. When you put hundreds of kids together that really believe and feel it, it can be very powerful. 

Even though my faith is nowhere near what it used to be that is a feeling that I will always hold dear. 

Having this experience was something so powerful and wonderful. Now that I am a mother of “almost teens”, I find myself longing for this kind of experience for my kids. I wish that I could find something for them that would give them the memories and profound emotions that this event held for me.

 Happy Easter

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Posted by on March 27, 2016 in the little things


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