Today I needed an electric blanket

Flannery O'Connor, the great Catholic writer, once said, "What people don't realize is how much religion costs. They think faith is a big electric blanket, when of course it is the cross. It is much harder to believe than not to believe."

I must admit, that I would often prefer the electric blanket. When Flannery said religion "costs", I sometimes think she meant it literally. It is hard to watch people who lead rather horrid lives seemingly enjoy all the good things that life has to offer, while my family has to "rob Peter to pay Paul", as my mom says. I don't think my dreams are too fantastic: a nice little vacation, wine that doesn't come in a box, maybe a designer dress now and then.

I have to remind myself that I picked this. We all have free will, and I'm the one who signed up for this life I have. I mean, nobody gets a Master's degree in World Religions because one thinks it will make one rich (and if you do, you're an idiot). I know that money ain't where it's at...but somedays....I'd sure like to find that out first hand.

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