felt the need to confess today but stumbled on an unknow confessor.
somehow i told him how i had, in isolation, lost all sense of identity as a Catholic.
he didn't give me the useless adivce i expected. he told me to read john 15, as penance.
that was perfect, that was God.

i may never again feel part of the church. trying seems like a perfect waste of time.
but John 15. maybe i don't feel lonely in the church,
even as i'm socialy isolated from its members, bc our mystical union is even more real
than the physical aspect i was looking at

i should hate being catholic. where i live, seems 1 finds warmer people anywhere else.
but as by grace i sink deeper into prayer, fasting, peace
and joy pierce even my darkest moments.
maybe that's John 15. the mystical body is real. Christ is sufficient

or maybe this tweet thread is a perfect waste of time. so plz give glory to God for the unknown priest who gave me John 15.
pray for him to the most holy theotokos. and ask her to keep me close to her son, if you care to. i walked into my first church bc of her statue. fun day

if i'm honest, this is the 1 fear i have. that being isolated from the church has placed me in a position in which no faith can survive. but maybe the limunous darkness of God the fathers kept writting abt will banish even this fear away. as i fast, as i pray

whatever else though. i hope with all my heart you days are all wonderful.
As are mine, by God's grace.
May God bless you. tonight. tommorrow. forever. Amen.