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Virgins and votives

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Virgins and votives

Now that the time has changed I spent some time weeding in the yard after dinner. The sun went down behind the hills and a cool breeze came up. It feels good to move, to be outside and not perched at my desk as if something on a screen could save me. And now that it’s dark, it feels good to be here, my body tired and feeling ready to slow down.

Saw my oldest friend last weekend. We have known each other since first grade (that’s 54 years!). Some of our best times were attending Catholic school together. One of our best friends passed away a year ago and I sort of dreaded the anniversary and talking with him about this loss we both have shared. He worries about me not being a proper Catholic anymore. I told him about a life-changing spiritual experience I had once that allowed me to be confident about my salvation without the guidance of Catholicism. His pragmatic suggestion was that perhaps I could be both confident and Catholic.

I know he worries for my soul. But my reality is that the scope of God is so much more than any of man’s religions. That my friend’s understanding of this life and my understanding are as nothing compared to what Is. I feel entirely comfortable knowing that I cannot know everything. I just want to be an amiable traveling companion on this Earthly journey. The mortal and venial sins of my youth were just misunderstandings I had about who I was and who you were.