Because I just need to ramble sometimes...
So I'm using this LJ a bit now, wow.
So I've had an all out crazy, stressful, wonderful, great, life changing week. VBS at State Street was so freaking great this year, in my opinion. (It sure as heck beat St. Stephen's but that shouldn't surprise anyone who is reading this...) Singing and dancing around was much, much fun. And finally having someone compliment my singing voice is perhaps a big highlight of the weekk. I'm two steps away from volunteering to be cantor and when and if that ever happens you're all definitely invited to Mass!
I got a bit too in touch with my good old Protestant roots. Earlier i proclaimed myself a Cathlodist. Then I came home and got really sick and threw up all my food. But by around midnight, food was seeming important and I went and ate meat..... forgetting that I've had meatless Fridays since way before I was confirmed. But it wasn't a lot of meat and the only food in the house. Well, before that I had about half a loaf of homemadde bread and if I wasn't already leaning way to far over in Protestant land I ripped it in pieces to eat it while saying "The body of Christ." But then I also mimiced the Catholic Eucharist earlier today when looking at a picture from the Easter Vigil. And I like to hoild pita bread and say "This is the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. Happy or those who are called to his supper." and it's sad when there's no one around to say my favorite part of the Eucharistic prayers "Lord, i am not worthy to receive You, only say the word and I shall be healed."
I think it's all practice for when I start my own Cathlodist church. But the whole Eucharist thing would be very much towards the Catholic end. I think it's the Eucharist that pulls me back to Catholicland again and again. But it's probably pointless when I pretend to be a priest. But for anyone who is clueless, I really wish I could be a pastor but I'm not seeing a way that would work. So God is sending me on a journey to figure things out.
So I've basically sold my soul to both State Street UMC and St. Stephen's. I'm wanting to get as involved with church as I can. Because it's fun, because it makes me happy, because GOD IS CALLING ME TO DO IT. God is definitely my best friend. I've been realizing that a llot lately. My life has been changing a lot but all towards the good.
Tomorrow/ today I have to go out buy a present for my mom with the money everyone donated for a gift for her (since she was in charge of VBS and worked herr ass off) If I had money of my own, I also ought to be buying something for my parent's 40th wedding anniversary which is on Sunday. 40 years is a really big deal in this world!
I love my parents a lot and admire parents. I look forward to the day that I'm a parent... maybe with my 5 Catholic kids trailing behind me. ha ha. Or maybe more like my 2 Catholodist children and their rosaries and Bibles...
I'm growing up and that amazes me each and every time I realize that.
And I know that God loves me, whether I'm Methodist or Catholic or whatever. And all the cheesy VBS songs in my head are just making me smile. God's opened up a new world for me and given me more confidence than ever before.
When God is your best friend, you can do anything. (and I pray that all of you may one day understand that and not think I'm a cheesy loser)
Life is pretty great and God is wonderful.
So I've had an all out crazy, stressful, wonderful, great, life changing week. VBS at State Street was so freaking great this year, in my opinion. (It sure as heck beat St. Stephen's but that shouldn't surprise anyone who is reading this...) Singing and dancing around was much, much fun. And finally having someone compliment my singing voice is perhaps a big highlight of the weekk. I'm two steps away from volunteering to be cantor and when and if that ever happens you're all definitely invited to Mass!
I got a bit too in touch with my good old Protestant roots. Earlier i proclaimed myself a Cathlodist. Then I came home and got really sick and threw up all my food. But by around midnight, food was seeming important and I went and ate meat..... forgetting that I've had meatless Fridays since way before I was confirmed. But it wasn't a lot of meat and the only food in the house. Well, before that I had about half a loaf of homemadde bread and if I wasn't already leaning way to far over in Protestant land I ripped it in pieces to eat it while saying "The body of Christ." But then I also mimiced the Catholic Eucharist earlier today when looking at a picture from the Easter Vigil. And I like to hoild pita bread and say "This is the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. Happy or those who are called to his supper." and it's sad when there's no one around to say my favorite part of the Eucharistic prayers "Lord, i am not worthy to receive You, only say the word and I shall be healed."
I think it's all practice for when I start my own Cathlodist church. But the whole Eucharist thing would be very much towards the Catholic end. I think it's the Eucharist that pulls me back to Catholicland again and again. But it's probably pointless when I pretend to be a priest. But for anyone who is clueless, I really wish I could be a pastor but I'm not seeing a way that would work. So God is sending me on a journey to figure things out.
So I've basically sold my soul to both State Street UMC and St. Stephen's. I'm wanting to get as involved with church as I can. Because it's fun, because it makes me happy, because GOD IS CALLING ME TO DO IT. God is definitely my best friend. I've been realizing that a llot lately. My life has been changing a lot but all towards the good.
Tomorrow/ today I have to go out buy a present for my mom with the money everyone donated for a gift for her (since she was in charge of VBS and worked herr ass off) If I had money of my own, I also ought to be buying something for my parent's 40th wedding anniversary which is on Sunday. 40 years is a really big deal in this world!
I love my parents a lot and admire parents. I look forward to the day that I'm a parent... maybe with my 5 Catholic kids trailing behind me. ha ha. Or maybe more like my 2 Catholodist children and their rosaries and Bibles...
I'm growing up and that amazes me each and every time I realize that.
And I know that God loves me, whether I'm Methodist or Catholic or whatever. And all the cheesy VBS songs in my head are just making me smile. God's opened up a new world for me and given me more confidence than ever before.
When God is your best friend, you can do anything. (and I pray that all of you may one day understand that and not think I'm a cheesy loser)
Life is pretty great and God is wonderful.