god
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why should we get to decide what is fair?
I used to think about it all the time: “Why me?” It didn’t make any sense to me why some of us are randomly born into bad situations while others grow up to lead thriving lives. It bothered me so much that I couldn’t figure it out. As a teen, I would grimace at the Continue reading
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contemplating “the mystery of faith.”
I started going back to church on Easter Sunday. It’s been so long since I’ve voluntarily attended a Catholic mass, I all but forgot the order of events: the rites, the intercessions, and most of the words to the prayers. Admittedly, I’m not sure why I’m sitting down and standing up all the time (though Continue reading
living in defiance. 