Thursday, August 11, 2011

I believe

I believe in God, Father the Almighty.
I believe He created it all.
I believe in Jesus, the Christ.  Born of the Virgin Mary, suffered and died for our sins and rose again.
I most assuredly believe He rose from the dead and is alive.
I believe in the Holy Spirit.
I believe physical death cannot seperate someone from the communion of saints.
I believe in the Catholic Church.  While I do not accept everything it teaches, yet, I am praying about it and working on it.
I believe I need to pray more.
I believe God agrees with me on that assertion.
I believe in the True Presense of Christ in the Most Blessed Sacrament.

I believe in my wife.
I believe God could not have created someone more perfect to have been my bride.
I believe her faults are really funny.
I believe her arch nemeses are the charcoal grill and deep, sit down bathtubs.
I also believe if she even reads this, I will get a punch on the arm and a dirty look.
I do not believe she will read this.
I believe she is more amazing than she realizes.
I believe I do not do enough to emphasis this to her.

I believe in my children.
I believe they drive me crazy...because, for the most part, they are too much like me.  And not my good qualities.  Either of them.
I believe each will succeed in something amazing, even if it doesn't change the world.
I believe parenting in the single hardest thing I have been blessed to be a part of. 
I believe children should come with owners' manuals.  Look into this God, it's an untapped market.
I believe it would be hilarious if children were like wool and shrunk when washed in hot water.
I believe my daughter will stress me more than any of the other boys when she hits teen years.
I believe I have missed too many "little moments" with my children.

I believe I am funny.  At least my mom thinks so.
I believe I do not fit a mold for any demographic, tradition or way of doing things.
I believe I have done this intentionally at times to secure my feeling unique.
I believe in doing things my way.
I believe I'm always right.
I believe I have a friend who absolutely hates it that I am.
I believe I was a terrible big brother.
I believe God gives us siblings for life so I can fix that.
I believe in my calling.  And I believe I have finally accepted all facets of my calling.
I believe I'm really liking photography
I do not believe I'm all that good though.

I believe I will work on this some more later...