Not Target. Or Taco Bell. But one of the missions I went to in Monterrey CA. |
I went to
Mass on Friday night. Well not really more like I went to Target and for many
that’s just as/or better than church. Mormon’s don’t have a Mass but I was in
search of something of the divine.
There is
something about going somewhere where it sells the idea of possibility when
your life seems out of control. Like mass I went because I was seeking
absolution and to be among the masses. Target is one of those places where
you can go and it becomes the greatest equalizer of people. Rich, poor, and
those in the middle all come to Target. You cannot really pit yourself above
others when you buy the same method dish soap.
With all
the hurricanes, earthquakes, presidential upheaval, and just personal life
changes (did you know I’m fat?) and I was seeking a place where I could hold up
the idea of change and something better than what I’ve been living the last few
months.
Besides
what is more American than going to go worship at the altar of capitalism I ask
you? Standing in the air filter aisle
(if anybody has a lead on 14X14X1 filters let me know) that if I truly wanted a
life that is different than the one I’m living I’ve got to be brave.
And that
scares me.
Cause I
have no excuses anymore. I’m not in school, I only have one job, and I’m still
young enough to shake up my life before it becomes too late. Why is losing
weight scary? It’s the not the weight I’m afraid of losing it’s the learning of
new processes to deal with my embarrassment, my anger, and desperately my
shame? Without food to take the edge off and actually sit in these emotions
scares the (insert favorite swear word here) out of me.
Leaving without
buying anything (progress!) I walked to my car with one last thought, a communion
if you will, to truly change something has die within me in order for it to be reborn. Cause that’s
the point of Mass, Sacrament, etc. is leaving the sinner soul and allowing
ourselves to be reborn.
Who knew
Target could be holy?
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