From Belinda's Brain:
Out; Saints. In; Sinners
Out; Limo service. In; Bus rides with your bro's.
Out; Argentina apartments. In; Italian summer retreat homes -Castel
Gandolfo (Unless you can score something more uncomfortable.)
Out; Benedictines. In; Jesuits.
Out; German as your first language. In; Spanish as your first language.
Out; Room service. In; Get up and get it yourself.
Out; Central heat. In; Rooms heated by a cook stove and a prayer.
Out; Two lungs filled with the Holy Spirit. In; One big lung filled with the Holy Spirit.
Out; Insincere warm wishes from Satan. In; Insincere warm wishes from Obama.
Out; Conversions of poor sinners prompted by words. In; Conversions of poor sinners prompted by actions.
Out; Kissing babies. In; Kissing feet.
Out; Addressing your fellow Cardinals as Lord Cardinals. In; Addressing your fellow Cardinals as brothers.
Out; Sitting at the head of the table. In; Sitting where ever, but preferably where no one else will notice you.
Out; A well deserved retirement. In; Grueling schedules and serious life changes.
Out; A return ticket to Argentina. In; A return ticket to Germany.
Out; Emulating Christ and his kingship by utilizing the seat of St.Peter in grandiose style - which is acceptable.
In; Emulating Christ by embracing poverty as he had done, along with Franciscan ideals... (continued)
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Looks like I'm -"In" this year... being a sinner and all.
I'm glad my blogger buddy hasn't forgotten me! I miss Vincenzo, Cathy, and Miss Swiss.
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