This is not a glorified Facebook page where I document the minutiae of family life. I am not going to try to show you that my family is awesome and perfect. I already know they are awesome and we are certainly not perfect. There are warts.
This is not my tool for evangelization although the main theme is faith. I am an unapologetic lifelong Catholic woman trying to live a holy life and in the process get to heaven. I am not a minister; I have no degree in theology. My vocation is caring for my family and through God’s grace and mercy I now get to also be a writer.
This is also not my personal soapbox. I do not plan to offend anyone although I am certain I will. This is where I plan to experiment with my voice. I am tired of keeping quiet because someone may look at me funny or have an unfavorable impression. I am tired of listening politely while others pontificate and being afraid to disagree. I finally realized, deep in my soul, that it really is not about me and those around me. It is about me and the Lord. In the end, I have to stand before God and give an account of my life. Here is how I do not want it to go:
God: Well dear, what do you have to say for yourself?
Me: Uh, I was, um mostly good. Fell down a few times. You picked me up. I tried to do the right thing.
God: When people spoke out, why didn’t you respond?
Me (looking at the ground): Uh, well, I um…was afraid. I wanted them to like me. I didn’t want to offend. I didn’t want to be an outcast I guess.
When it comes time for me to explain myself, I hope to be able to say that I spoke up. I hope that I can say that I was polite and respectful but that I spoke the truth. I hope that I can put the Lord and what he thinks of me before what others think of me.
“These then are the things you must do: Speak the truth to one another; judge with honesty and complete justice in your gates.” (Zech 8:16)
Ok, here we go…
This is not my tool for evangelization although the main theme is faith. I am an unapologetic lifelong Catholic woman trying to live a holy life and in the process get to heaven. I am not a minister; I have no degree in theology. My vocation is caring for my family and through God’s grace and mercy I now get to also be a writer.
This is also not my personal soapbox. I do not plan to offend anyone although I am certain I will. This is where I plan to experiment with my voice. I am tired of keeping quiet because someone may look at me funny or have an unfavorable impression. I am tired of listening politely while others pontificate and being afraid to disagree. I finally realized, deep in my soul, that it really is not about me and those around me. It is about me and the Lord. In the end, I have to stand before God and give an account of my life. Here is how I do not want it to go:
God: Well dear, what do you have to say for yourself?
Me: Uh, I was, um mostly good. Fell down a few times. You picked me up. I tried to do the right thing.
God: When people spoke out, why didn’t you respond?
Me (looking at the ground): Uh, well, I um…was afraid. I wanted them to like me. I didn’t want to offend. I didn’t want to be an outcast I guess.
When it comes time for me to explain myself, I hope to be able to say that I spoke up. I hope that I can say that I was polite and respectful but that I spoke the truth. I hope that I can put the Lord and what he thinks of me before what others think of me.
“These then are the things you must do: Speak the truth to one another; judge with honesty and complete justice in your gates.” (Zech 8:16)
Ok, here we go…