My grandmother (who’s a Baptist) came to our child’s RIP You Mess With The Meow Meow you get the Peow Peow shirt Sweater and she just went on and on about how we Catholics ‘flaunt’ our money with all the unnecessary gold plated items. ToSmoke obscures. Flashing lights blind and dazzle. But it’s all a temporary show—once the lights are out, it’s just a room with some odd-looking equipment. Maybe the base instinct is there—to glorify God more than you would a celebrity or country—but it’s all off point. At least, that’s my analysis. which I replied, “Should we have spent the money on flashy concert lighting and fog machines instead? Like your church?” She was quiet after that.
That’s part of what I was saying. Gold reflects the sun without the need for a person to throw a switch, and even when no one is around to notice, at least when it isn’t RIP You Mess With The Meow Meow you get the Peow Peow shirt Sweater. The cathedral and its beauty are there independent of you, to a certain extent (it still needs maintenance to keep it falling into ruin) but your participation in the sacraments within it elevates it—it’s symbolic of the church as a whole. I really wonder if that takes influence from the term “followers of the way,” which might have been one of the things early Christians called themselves.
It takes a certain amount of hubris to think that you can make something the world should see. It’s a kind of hubris that especially American RIP You Mess With The Meow Meow you get the Peow Peow shirt Sweater sees as self-aggrandizing when you could be doing “honest work.” But we were given our gifts for a reason. It would have been to the Church’s everlasting shame had its members had the means to construct cathedrals, paint intricate frescos, write great works of fiction and philosophy, or compose awe-inspiring music for the greater glory of God and never have done so.