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My christmas eve.
Dec. 25th, 2003 | 10:24 am
( One that I will always remember )
The most shaking part of this whole ordeal is this: My grandmother is a woman of strong faith. She is a devout Catholic, and prays nightly. If there is one person who exemplifies "Grace" in my mind, it is her. Her faith is strong, and yet not demanding. She volunteers at the catholic school near her home, goes to mass and confession on a regular basis, but never judges others for not doing the same. I have never heard her say a bad word about another. She is probably the one reason I will never join my peers in their "christian bashing". Her faith yesterday was shaken though. She had been praying that she would not get sick before Christmas, and she just kept repeating this throughout the day, and asking me pleadingly who was listening to her prayers. I had no idea what to say.
The most shaking part of this whole ordeal is this: My grandmother is a woman of strong faith. She is a devout Catholic, and prays nightly. If there is one person who exemplifies "Grace" in my mind, it is her. Her faith is strong, and yet not demanding. She volunteers at the catholic school near her home, goes to mass and confession on a regular basis, but never judges others for not doing the same. I have never heard her say a bad word about another. She is probably the one reason I will never join my peers in their "christian bashing". Her faith yesterday was shaken though. She had been praying that she would not get sick before Christmas, and she just kept repeating this throughout the day, and asking me pleadingly who was listening to her prayers. I had no idea what to say.