Gaudete Sunday

My body has officially re-adjusted its sleeping hours. *jumps for joy* I haven't been sleeping before midnight for a long long time. Thats because I haven't had to wake at 7am in a long time. Ah. The last time I had to get up so early was when I was in JC. NUS had been flexible. I grew smarter by the first semester and scheduled as many of my classes to the afternoons as I possibly can. That left me time to sleep in right till 5 minutes before class started. Now I have to wake early because I'm a working individual.

Oh. I learnt something from Fr. Luke's homily, today, on Gaudete Sunday - there is no such thing as a white lie - lies have no colour.

One conversation I had with a colleague of mine.

"Oh, you're Catholic?"
"Yep."
"Catholic.... means you worship Mary, right?"

I don't blame her. She's from a totally different faith. She doesn't care hoots if I worship Mary a not or if Mary is suppose to be worshipped. The thing is, she did say she was from a Catholic school. Primary through to secondary school. The point was never clarified in school, so many people like her grew up thinking Catholics worship Mary.

Catholics do not worship Mary.
Catholics do not worship Mary.
Catholics do not worship Mary.

All repeat after me.

Catholics. do. not. worship. Mother. Mary.

The thing is, this is such a stale misundertanding that Catholics probably just gave up clarifying a long time ago.

Adelyn - out!