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My First Confession

If I understood my Au Pair family correctly, this is the largest organ, and it's in Passau, Germany.

People, I have dug deep into my soul and found myself to be a hypocrite.

You see, for years I have judged other protestants or non-catholic Christians for celebrating on Catholic holidays as if they were their own holidays, or for acting like those holidays must be celebrated in order to be a real Christian.

I mean, look at me. Look at my family. And look at the many, many other Christians like my family who don't keep Christmas, Halloween, or Easter.

But I have been humbled under my hypocrisy, because I have realized that there is a Catholic holiday I keep and love, and there's no way I will ever stop celebrating it. And so, I have decided to stop judging people when it comes to matters of affiliated parties. I don't care if you'd Jew or Greek, Protestant or Catholic, you may keep your St. Patrick's, Lent,

Back to my confession.

I bet by this time you are all terribly curious as to the day of my guilt.

(Is it a sin to be curious about others' sins? If so you should probably go repent before reading on ...)

But.

The day I will not give up ...

Is ...
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You really are curious about my sin. I'll give you some time to repent, then tell you ...
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Have you repented yet?
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While you're at it, why don't you swear away Christmas?
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April Fool's!
P.S. I have no idea if this is actually a Catholic holiday. I did google into the origins, and it seemed wacky and fun, and mostly carried on through the centuries by Catholics. But then so was most of Christianity and socializing. 

P.P.S. For the entire month of April you may expect nothing but satire. When it comes to my satire, I am can display a strange sense of humor that offends many. My goal is NOT to offend anyone, but for everyone to laugh. If you can't laugh, I ask that you please not read what I'll post this month. Because again, I do not want you to be offended. 

You have been warned. 

Now, get ready to laugh ... (or ignore my blog for a month). 

Or if you just can't wait to get those funny bones rolling, check out my previous satire posts

Comments

  1. Nothing but satire?? *rubs hands together* this month is going to be GREAT :D

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  2. About halfway through scrolling I realized what day it was and what you were going to say. XD

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    1. Ahhh guess I should have halfened the scrolling time ;D

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  3. Some humorous posts (especially as people are stuck in QT) would be awesome!!

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    1. Funny thing is I scheduled all this before this stuff started 😂

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  4. I was wondering if this was coming, it being April first. XD

    astordetective.blogspot.com

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    1. Yeah, I was a bit too obvious, one could argue ;P

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  5. LOL, I did not see this coming! I'll attribute it to the fact that I was late and didn't actually read it on April first. ;)


    Alexa
    thessalexa.blogspot.com
    verbosityreviews.com

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    1. Haha! I'll admit, I love it when people fall for my satire at first ;)

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