I drove through white-out conditions, in a foot of snow already on the ground, to get to mass this morning. I was scared, but asked God to get me to and from mass - and he did. The parish I belong to is 3 miles from my house. I was actually too afraid to drive those three miles and instead went to the church one mile away. It certainly wasn't crowded!
My entry into Catholic Blogging was through Ros (Shadowlands). I started reading her blog first. (I am very sad when she stops blogging, as she has now.) I was surprised when I saw her say that some of the other blogs frightened her. I am beginning to understand. I hope it is a good thing, but I am not sure.
This morning at mass, the deacon gave the homily. The gospel reading was about being the light of the world and the salt of the earth. He used that to talk about being a good person.
You know, I used to believe that being "a good person" was good enough to get me to Eternal Life in heaven with all the Angels and Saints. Not so much anymore.
But I do know that Jesus died for my sins and I don't want that to be a wasted effort in my case.