And my faith and how I was living my life changed tremendously. This is because I have friends that pray with and for me.
It then allowed me to see guys for who they really were, and if they didn’t treat me with respect, I didn’t crave that attention or affirmation from them… I just moved on.
Every Catholic that has ever lived — today or thousands of years ago, here or across the globe — is connected to us.
I was by far the smallest, least talented player on the team but that didn’t stop me from loving every minute of it.
We have become so absorbed with ourselves and our image that we forget about the other person right next to us.
A few months ago two people came in a health clinic in San Bernardino and shot and killed 14 people; one of those lives that were taken was my cousin.
That’s where I was about a year and a half ago. I was still going to Church every Sunday, and I was involved in a youth group, but I wasn’t praying as much. Life slowly became less about loving God and loving the people around me, and more about what I wanted. Sin, and one form of sin in particular, started to make its way back into my life.
Our society has conditioned us as young women to believe that the more skin we show the more empowered we become. But this could not be further from the truth.
Valentine’s day celebrates love, the expression of God’s own nature.
