I'm guessing St. Peter has a special dispensation clause for violating the no meat rule given your act of kindness toward a needy person. Remember the old George Carlson line about getting to eat meal on Friday for being the parish with largest donation to the scrap iron drive.
I love this story. As a former Catholic (also a story for another time), I’d like to think that that was God showing you it was A-ok for you to take your daughter and indulge in delicious burger and bag of way-too-many-fries (on Good Friday even!) and by the way, show that same daughter what God preached about feeding the poor and treating folks with dignity.
Before I lost my faith, I used to think about the no meat thing when it rolled around every year. I always thought god would rather you be a good person than a jerk who didn't eat meat on Friday.
As to the $20. You don't need to write about it to remember it. You really don't need to remember it all all. All you need to remember is you're in a fortunate position to give a hand up when someone needs help. Whether it's $20 or cutting the grass for an elderly neighbor.
I read your refrigerator story the first time you posted it and again this time. It changed me in a lot of ways, most especially, my frustration with traffic, and many more of life's inconveniences, accidents, etc. I now literally think to myself that fate is doing its thing and making sure I'm where I need to be.
Guilt. We all get it. We all have it. Second-guessing is sorta the same thing. I'm guilty of that. But whatever emotions you felt (and Whoever may have spoken to you), you did the right thing.
I'm guessing St. Peter has a special dispensation clause for violating the no meat rule given your act of kindness toward a needy person. Remember the old George Carlson line about getting to eat meal on Friday for being the parish with largest donation to the scrap iron drive.
I love this story. As a former Catholic (also a story for another time), I’d like to think that that was God showing you it was A-ok for you to take your daughter and indulge in delicious burger and bag of way-too-many-fries (on Good Friday even!) and by the way, show that same daughter what God preached about feeding the poor and treating folks with dignity.
Clarence Odbody was with you in that 5 Guys.
Before I lost my faith, I used to think about the no meat thing when it rolled around every year. I always thought god would rather you be a good person than a jerk who didn't eat meat on Friday.
As to the $20. You don't need to write about it to remember it. You really don't need to remember it all all. All you need to remember is you're in a fortunate position to give a hand up when someone needs help. Whether it's $20 or cutting the grass for an elderly neighbor.
Needless to say, I remember your refrigerator tale. Serendipitous doesn’t quite fit to describe the confluence of events but I just like that word.
Well written. And certainly well done at Five Guys. May God bless you and your family. All the best.
I read your refrigerator story the first time you posted it and again this time. It changed me in a lot of ways, most especially, my frustration with traffic, and many more of life's inconveniences, accidents, etc. I now literally think to myself that fate is doing its thing and making sure I'm where I need to be.
Guilt. We all get it. We all have it. Second-guessing is sorta the same thing. I'm guilty of that. But whatever emotions you felt (and Whoever may have spoken to you), you did the right thing.
Glad you shared the 5 guys story and your grandfather’s wisdom . Now we readers have learned a dignified way to share