I've never understood how anyone could look at the sheer pomp and prestige of Catholic ceremonies and buildings, where they are dripping with gold and flaunting of wealth, and pretend that Christianity still lay at the heart of anything happening in that building.
I learned more about Jesus and living the scripture while fixing a leaky roof on the shack my Baptist pastor taught out of than I did in almost a decade of attending Catholic mass.
I've never understood how anyone could look at the sheer pomp and prestige of Catholic ceremonies and buildings, where they are dripping with gold and flaunting of wealth, and pretend that Christianity still lay at the heart of anything happening in that building.
I learned more about Jesus and living the scripture while fixing a leaky roof on the shack my Baptist pastor taught out of than I did in almost a decade of attending Catholic mass.