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Deal Breakers – The Intro and #1

When you’re dating or looking for that one you’re going to love forever, there are certain deal breakers.  With friends, not so much.  I think it’s fun to have a wide variety of friends.  But lovers…well.  Having been in 4 long-term relationships (all between 16 and 34 months), I’ve encountered my share of deal breakers.  So I thought I’d share those over the next few days.

#1  Not Believing in God

I’ve been with one man who didn’t believe in God.  It was awful.  I’m Catholic, and I’m not one of those uber-devout ones.  I go through periods of being an every-weeker to a CEC–a Christmas-Easter Catholic, but that doesn’t stop the believing.

I used to worry about finding another Catholic, but it turns out that it’s not that easy.  It turns out that I really don’t care about the denomination of the man that I love, but rather I just care that he believes in God.  So at 19 when I was dating a man who I had actually gone to Sacred Heart (a Catholic elementary school) with and he decided that he didn’t believe in God, I was lost.

After every evening I spent with him, I cried myself to sleep hoping that someday he’d find something to believe in.

We ended up breaking up–not based on this deal breaker alone.  Years later, I heard that as he stood by his grandfather’s deathbed, listened to him talk to God, and watched him slip away that he walked away a believer.

I’m happy for him.

 
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Posted by on January 11, 2012 in The Book of Love

 

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The Magnificent 7 – An American Team


The Magnificent 7.  Shannon Miller, Dominique Moceanu, Dominique Dawes, Kerri Strug, Amy Chow, Amanda Borden and Jaycie Phelps.  1996 Olympic Gold Medalists in gymnastics.  We were ALL behind them.  Why don’t we have something like this anymore?!  Sure, we were all rooting for Michael Phelps, but the truth is I just didn’t give a shit.

Maybe it’s because he was an individual.  I can get behind a team a lot more.  And I don’t care about swimming.  At all.  And he had no hardships, like our darling little Kerri Strug.  And what about sweet little Dominique Moceanu, and America’s sweetheart Shannon Miller? And I always thought Amanda Borden was just the nicest girl with the sweetest smile.  That’s a whole lotta “sweet.”

Michael Phelps just didn’t do anything for me.

I remember as a child waiting rather impatiently to watch the next routine.  I don’t even care about the Olympics, but I cared about the Magnificent 7.

So what was it about them?  Their personalities?  How did an entire country rally behind them?  How did we all fall in love with the Magnificent 7?

When was the last time America was excited about someone, or a group of someones?  We can’t really count Obama and the last presidential election based solely on the fact that there were two sides.  There are always two sides in politics.

But not with the Magnificent 7.  They had the entire country behind them.  I miss that.  I want America to get behind something like this again.  We need a group that’s all around good.  That we just can’t turn away from.

But in this farking politically correct world, it’s hard to find something that pleases everyone…

 
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Posted by on June 23, 2011 in Daily Happenings

 

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Why I Love Being Catholic

It seems to me that anyone who is Catholic understands that there is stigma around being Catholic.  Sometimes we get annoyed with the rules within our faith, and sometimes we fall back on them–hard.  And we’ve all seen Dogma and know how people perceive the faith.

The truth is that I’m not as strict as I used to be.  At one point during my childhood, I accidentally said “f*ck” (see, I feel bad typing out the whole word in a blog full of faith) and spent the rest of the night begging God not to send me to hell and saying the Rosary over and over again.  I was muttering Hail Mary’s in my sleep and living in fear for months afterward.

And upon dating a very religious Presbyterian, I began noticing the differences between our faiths.  There was nothing wrong with these differences, but rather a symbiotic misunderstanding.  He got further into his faith, I got a little away from mine.  When I graduated high school, he gave me a necklace with a crucifix charm.  I wore it every day, even after we broke up in October of my freshman year.

While sitting in a Creative Writing class my Junior year of college, I was wearing the crucifix necklace.  All of the sudden, Jesus fell off the cross.  Gina, my good Catholic friend who was sitting next to me, said, “That can’t be good…”  It was funny, and a little scary.

But I LOVE being Catholic.

  • I love that the potential for Hell, sinning, and guilt has kept me from doing a lot of bad things.
  • I love that the guilt from doing bad things I’ve done anyway has scared me away from bad habits.
  • I love that we all say the same things at the same time (although it seems cultish to outsiders).
  • I love the Catholic Calisthenics, the stand sit kneel sit stand dance.
  • I love that Catholics can pick each other out in a crowd.
  • I love that we can poke fun at ourselves one minute and then defend our faith the next.
  • I love the crucifix.
  • I love the stained glass.
  • I love Lent.
  • I love Dogma.
  • I love that, “I’m Catholic” draws the response, “Oooh” from so many people.

I am by no means a strict Catholic, but I will cite the beliefs and statutes in my everyday speech.  I wish I went to church every Sunday.  I felt better when I did.  Maybe I ought to start that again.  In college at Ashland University, I went every Sunday night with my friends, Dan and Rachel.  In North Carolina, I was afraid to go alone, but when I found St. Mary’s, it felt like going home again.  When I moved back to PA and started having panic attacks, I went back to church.  But between all the moving and traveling every weekend to this place or the next, I just don’t go anymore.

I need to get back to it.

 
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Posted by on June 8, 2011 in Daily Happenings

 

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