I love all the little things. I love noticing the little spot of water on my shirt after mass, and for an instant, realizing that it’s not a stain, but the opposite of a stain; holy water, water that recalls the removal of my stain. I love the sacred nick nacks. The statues, scapulars, medals, vestments, candles, insense. I love all of these because they are normal, everyday human things, turned sacred, turned towards Christ. Sometimes I worry that I’ll forget the King in the majesty of his castles. But I know that if it weren’t for the king, I wouldn’t even notice his treasures.
I love my church…..
Posted by on 1/13/2003
Are you institutionalized? jesus christ you should be!
oh don’t tell me you’ve never been melodramatic before.