A Reminder: You've got to find your own way!

I know that a lot of what I write about comes from the Christian (and hopefully Catholic) point of view.

Believe me there was a time when that perspective drove me bananas.

All I can say is that at this time in my life (early 50s) it seems to "work" for me.

Do I expect the world to suddenly wake up and start praying "Hail Mary's and Our Father's and going to confession to an ordained priest once a month and living in a "state of grace" 100% of the time?

Receive the Body and Blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ faithfully at each Holy Mass?

I could go on.

Did any of what I just said there send you into a fit of something?

That's on you my friend.

I've got one "agenda" going on with this website and what ever else I may be writing on these subjects:

Encouraging people to seek help for their mental illnesses and come out of that hole they've been living in and live a life worthy of their "calling".

Here, I'll finish this post with a little poem to let it dither into the background:

A Christian Poem of "Realization"

by Daniel A. Popovich

I have no real clue

Where you have been my friend

Whether in your "real-life" travels

Or in your minds dead-end

You see if all that meandering

Is merely in your head

You mustn't be afraid

To leave behind the "dead"

We're walking in the light today

Not yesterday nor t'morrow

There is no fear

No anxious thoughts

No devastating sorrow

Where is it that we're "going"?

Good question you may ask.

To meet a Friend and talk with Him

He gives us all our tasks!

We are The Church you've heard of

We carry on The Way

Regardless of one's 'bility

To offer work or pay

Just come and sit and listen

No one will bother you

The Master speaks to no one

Unless they want Him to

He waits He is so patient

His friends they do abound

He'll find the lost and lonely

And let them "hang around"

His workers are His Voice you see

Right here this day in sight

One Word of His is Freedom

One Look from Him is Light

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