My Catholic experience

I'm shopping around for a church that will suit me - my personality, my current and future mental state, and also one that makes me feel fulfilled when I leave.

Today, I visited the Stella Maris church for the first time (7:00 a.m service) and I know for sure that this is NOT my cup of tea (or wine).

Stella is a Catholic denomination and they do everything to the books.

Sitting in the service, I kept replaying past incidents that we have 'heard about' with alter boys, children and the priest. I got so mentally disturbed in that church this morning that I'm sure there is a mark against my name in the little white book that should get me into the pearly gates.

Well, I can't really go and blame myself for that, society has made me who I am today.

So, there I was, scrutinizing the pastor/priest (whatever they call themself) and wondering if he has ever molested any of the youngsters in training I see up there on the altar.

Then the best part came - COMMUNION.

They had the bread - some thin, flat, circle things - in a bowl and an elderly/senior standing at strategic points in the aisle of the church. Everyone move in sync up to them like some programmed lab rats and open their mouths to receive this 'body of Christ'. They then move to another point where someone is standing with an over sized silver wine glass so they can receive the 'blood of Christ'. I was totally mesmerized by all this and at one point had to shut my mouth and look if anyone was staring at me... So, not only is this person putting their hands (which presumably is clean, knowing the fact that he has been in the church for over an hour handing out programmes and shaking hands) in people's mouth, but you then have to drink from a glass that everyone else is drinking from.

Yes, they wipe the glass, but is that enough?

I'm not criticising their religion, I'm just saying that if I have these doubts here, now, this is a major blockage when it comes time to receive the message. Instead, I'm focusing on other stuff that really irks me.

So, next Sunday, the hunt is on again :)

I am,

The original DivaKnockoff

xoxo

She said "no, no, no..."

The regular purple messages started flowing in today saying how Amy Winehouse is dead. At first, I ignored it, then later on my curiosity got the best of me since I had received this broadcast from, hopefully, a reputable contact on my bbm.
So I googled it, and lo and behold, there was the story... Amy Winehouse found dead in her London home. SMH.
I looked at a recent video of her (one that was shot one month ago by someone's electronic device) and I just could not believe that someone, a human being, could really waste away herself like that. Yes, there are pressures from every angle, yes, you are in the limelight all the time, yes, it is hard to be you because of certain criterias that you have to meet... but that does not excuse you for doing this to yourself.
see for yourself:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6m8o2wuxYbY&feature=player_embedded