Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Dear Jesus, I Need Some Lerigion

Dear Jesus,

The Catholic faith is not my faith, but rather the faith of my grandmother (who has returned to thee). Legend says (actually my grandaunt) that my grandmother was playing one day as a child in the garden and saw an angel calling her. Since that day, everybody in my (father’s side of the) family has been Catholic.

Here’s my problem. I need some lerigion to provide my life with some sort of instructional guide book. To make sure that I am mentally sound in all ways from here to the end. But the dogma and catechism of the church is ridiculous in this day and age. It’s not only outdated, but anybody with a tertiary level education is just not buying it any more. The church elders are… only human and therefore occasionally terrible role models. And don’t tell me to join another church because I find protestant churches either mentally/financially exploitive or plain scary.

The strange thing is I see thee everywhere. In the eyes of a bride on her marriage day on the banks of the Ganges River. On the cool winds that blow through a chinese pavilion that sway the weeping willows. From the smiles of the grubby faces of poor children in the slums of Southern China. In the hidden sorrow of a whore grinding her hips in an A-go-go bar.

What do I got to do?? All I keep getting is thy ^%#@! answering machine. I can’t keep leaving messages.

Love,
C. Caleb

Hola! Como estas? (still boleh tahan eh, my Spanish?)

I’m not a church/temple/mosque goer, and I seldom(almost never, actually) pray. But I do believe that god exists (at least I hope it/she/he[?] exists).

And angels arrive when you need them the most… in the form of good samaritans. It happened once or twice, when I was almost robbed. First, it was a bus driver. The second time was a pair of middle age couples driving by. Unbelievale? Believe it. =)

as much as it’s hard to believe, humans are imperfect. Yours truly has a lot to pick with churches, but then like you, I believe that He exists.. and that, I use as the base of my relationship with Him… I’m sure if you seek Him enough, you’ll find a way out of this illogical irony of humans and churches that represent Him. When you do, let me know ok? I’m also looking…

As someone who’s gone through it before, I have to voice the prospect that maybe there’s no one there after all.

You cannot rule out that possibility a priori.

I know there’s somebody there. After all, He went through all that trouble to setup an answering machine mechanism.

hi caleb.. dont be disheartened, read romans 8 to gain back your confidence in God.

God has long abandoned the answering machine. Send him an email or Skype him.