Gone are the days when what the priest say is sacred and true. We the faithful have challenged them too much that I think they have become tired and they have conceded to the whims of modern life like corruption, partisan politics and other mundane matters.
Gone are the days when we tremble when a pastoral letter is being read during homilies.
I miss those days. I miss those days when I still have someone to believe in and know that I could do no wrong if I believe in what they say.
Today, it seems like whatever they do the organization will forever be tainted with the mark of the brown paper bags from the Palace.
Monday, November 5, 2007
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May sasabihin ako sayo.
Caught my eye
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