(August 9, 2010 at 5:15 pm)Nitsuj Wrote: I still remember back in second grade, when I went to a Catholic school (and after going to a public school, I will now have to go to a Catholic school again), when we were practicing for our first communion (I refuse to capitalize anything religous.) during class, we would use it with oyster crackers! So we have our heads bowed, hands folded, having the teacher hand us oyster crackers. It sounds so funny when I remember it...
EDIT: Woohoo! 100th post!
What really sticks in my mind was my first confession. I remember asking my mother what I should confess to! I didn't want to go to the priest and have nothing to confess! I ended up "confessing" to a bunch of stupid bullshit like fighting with my brother and not always obeying my parents. I think I also had to go to confession prior to confirmation. And I haven't been back since. I had a buddy who went every single week. I used to to tell him that he must sin a lot because he went every week and I hadn't been to confession in years.
If I could go back now (to my first confession) I would tell the priest that I have nothing to confess. He would no doubt prod me to confess to some silly crap, but my response would be, "I'm SEVEN years old! What could I have possibly done that I would need to confess?!?"
Idiots.
Science flies us to the moon and stars. Religion flies us into buildings.
God allowed 200,000 people to die in an earthquake. So what makes you think he cares about YOUR problems?
God allowed 200,000 people to die in an earthquake. So what makes you think he cares about YOUR problems?
