about a month ago, obama spoke out in support of planned parenthood. brownie points galore!
an egg, poached by moi. i challenged myself to eat the yellowy, runny & yolky stuff. ‘twas a-ok, after all.
yesterday’s good friday mass concluded with the veneration of the cross, which involved reflection about the crucifixion of jesus christ, both before and after kissing a large wooden cross placed at the foot of the altar. post-kiss, my mom kept signaling that she was ready to leave, and it made me yearn for the space created during my confirmation retreat: in a dark room, my high school-aged peers and i sat around a cross, reflecting about jesus’s sacrificial love, weeping and adoring the cross. at one point, i was overcome by the holy spirit and my broken state transformed into one of complete peace. i remember feeling as though i was floating as i walked to my room that night.
“the passion of the christ" always takes me back to this powerful experience. it was on tv tonight, followed by a discussion, which included this prayer:
"dear god, i need you as best as i know how. i give my life to jesus. i welcome jesus to come into my heart. i welcome you, jesus, to live within me, to cleanse me from my sins. i fall into the arms of jesus. you are right; i’ve been wrong. put my name in your book. i forgive everybody. in jesus’s name, i pray. amen."