I am feeling the fear of being the first to write. I am not a "first" kind of person. I usually react and leave the acting to others. With firsts comes risk, with firsts comes vulnerability, with firsts comes a brash attitude of "Here I am! Look at me!" I don't spend my time trying to forge new paths for myself,rather I would prefer to improve upon the path I am comfortable with. And that may be the one of least resistance. Last night I lit a candle of the Virgin Mary. I said a simple shout out to her "Mary help". No novenas, no counting beads, a generic request for help. Help me sleep through the night, help me lose weight help, me clean my house.
The candle was blinding in my otherwise dark room so I figured I would get no help on the sleep issue. Is it okay to ask for Divine Intervention for my thighs? Will having buns of steel bring me any closer to God?
I don't really expect Mary to help me with my housecleaning, we have already been told that "cleanliness is next to Godliness" I can only assume that this means I am meant to use my own elbow grease. But if this is the case is my self cleaning oven sent from the Devil and I am hellbound for cheating?
My Dear Friend, as you are off trying to improve upon and create new things in the world trust that I am here contemplating the fates of my thighs and the effects of modern technology on my soul.
G.
