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That’s Crazy

I was with the Catholic Endocrine. Even as a child, instinct told me

something was wrong, that I had to go through a middleman (the
priest) to speak to God. The priest and nuns held power over all of us

as children.

As a child, we had to go to weekly confessions, and after
confession, based on the level of sins we had committed within the
week, determined the number of prayers we had to kneel and pray.

We all knew, if you were given the order to pray the Hail Mary prayer

10 times, you messed up a little, if you had to pray the Lord's Prayer
15 times, you had been bad. Imagine how intimidating as a child,

thinking you were so bad, you had to pray over and over for the Lord's
forgiveness. At the same time, you were kneeling in front of a cross,

with the Lord pinned to it with the nails in His hands and a crown of
thorns on His head. So for sure, I know that was part of my problem,

I felt I had messed up so bad the Lord was punishing me, we were
taught you would be punished for anything that you did that was not

by the priest, not necessarily God. When I got older, I stopped going
to confession, I just did not buy into the philosophy, even though I

did continue to participate in the religion for 40 years because I always

felt uncomfortable outside of the church. I still needed a relationship
with God.

When I first attended a church outside of Catholicism with crazy
Leroy, at the Baptist church, and it was communion Sunday, everyone

in the church except me took communion, even the children. I just
knew everyone was looking at me as though I was a heathen. They did

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