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Good Friday..memories of fish



I was raised catholic. I migrated away from the church in my teens. Moving to an evangelical church, motivated by my acceptance of Christ at 12. I don't think my Dad was completely on board with the whole thing, but really, he let me go to a Christian summer camp, what did he think was going to happen. So for years I lived a double life, catachism and mass on Sunday, and youth group at a Christian church during the week. Until I started driving, and than I'd go to two church services on Sunday. And to be perfectly honest I was happy. I enjoyed that much fellowship and the church as a whole, Catholic of other, is a home for me.

I should make it very clear that to me the Catholic church was a place of comfort and safety. I never experienced any abuse, and I have nothing by sorrow and sympathy, and anger about, the abuse suffered by so many others.

On Good Friday at St. Patrick's church we had a fish feed. Earlier in the day there was fish sandwiches at school for "hot lunch". I was a fussy eater, and usually took my own lunch to school, roman meal bread with peanut butter only, but when fish sandwiches were on the menu, I was down with that. In fact, to this day, that is the only menu item I like at McDonald's.

For me Good Friday is a remembrance day of the sacrifice my Lord made for me. He made it for mankind, but I feel it personally. I am not subject to the laws and requirements of the old testament because of his sacrifice. He paid my price. I do not have to die for my sins. And regardless of how good a person I am, I do sin, we all do. And for that he has my eternal faith, devotion and love.

So on this day when the stocks don't trade and some stores are closed, but most are open for the last minute bunny madness, it's important to me to remember what one man took for me. He literally took one for the team!

Happy Easter

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