The Era of Bullying

I was severely made fun of as a kid, growing up.

Sure, everyone's picked on, but mine didn't end at school. I guess it was easy to make fun of what you could see, if what you saw was less than what the world expected.

I was severely made fun of a kid, and I had a thick skin. I loved people and I wanted people to love me, but I had nothing to give you see. I wasn't good at anything. I still am not.

So I learned to survive. I learned to expect loss, yet still hope wide eyed that everything would be okay, that I'd be okay in the end. You see, I always had God. And now I've pushed Him away as well.

"I'll be praying for you.

I had the same experience of the bubble you spoke of upon entering undergrad. I felt it pop. And it hurt. Pray for hope.

The World can be quite harsh. It will make assumptions and go with them blindly. Pray for them.

We will fall such that we can't receive Eucharist. We all need Confession because of our sins. We probably haven't the minds to encompass all the doctrine. Pray for the Holy Ghost to reside in your heart, that it might live there and guide you in all these things when you need it most.

When the groups or parishes are stuck up, pray for humility in yourself and them.

When you know you don't fit the mold, pray that God might continue to form you for the mold he fashioned for you alone.

You are not alone.

Listen, I can see a humble heart in you. I can see a sharp and dynamic intellect. Most of all, I see clearly a soul that is suffering and struggling! This is how I know you are close to Him, the Living Flame of Love.

He gave you that bubble that you might see a specter of the beauty that is holiness. But it popped! And why? Because you have grown! You are meant for much more than that bubble; it couldn't contain you forever because you are meant for God!

It might seem hard now, but you should know this. Act as a Saint. Because you are. When you struggle, ask for the grace to struggle as a Saint, because it has been poured out at the crucifixion. When you rejoice, ask for the joy of the Saints because it has already risen with Christ from the tomb.

I will definitely be praying for you. I want you to be holier than me! I want to see you in Heaven; don't let me down now!

And as for that bubble, remember it as an allegory of Christ in the grave. Though Life itself had to enter the grave so that God's mission could be complete, the grave could not contain it, for that is no place for life. Love and Life had to be FREE. Just the same. You had your bubble so that you could begin to form a relationship with Christ to begin your mission. But you could not be contained by that! No, you too, like the Son of God, are meant to be FREE.

Go,Rejoice,and LIVE!"


I miss Innocence. I miss all of it. But if God calls me to burn, I will. 


"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain." - Khalil Gibran