Monday, March 19, 2018
God and parties
My Catholic friends partied as hard as anyone, despite their devotion to God and such. They would often arrive late to parties on a Saturday night, always with the same excuse. They were in church, going to mass and getting it out of the way early, knowing they would be too hung-over to go Sunday morning.
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I always envied Catholics their ability to schedule sin and forgiveness into their week. We evangelicals were just adrift in it all.
ReplyDeletePerfectly stated!
DeleteHa! I remember that. I also remember the teenage boys practically staggering out of confession, drenched in sweat.
ReplyDeleteYep. We had girls at school who would cheerfully go to confession just before the weekend.
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