It's midnight and I can say Ryan's gonna visit me tomorrow!!!

St. Michael's Catholic church Toronto, ON

I attended mass on sunday, and the sermon was about giving to charity as if you were giving to God...or something of the like. Bottom line: God is everyone and you should treat everyone with love. Boom.

Now I'm not sure if this was a sociology experiment or what, but before mass there was a homeless man collecting outside the church. I don't usually carry cash and I was running late for mass...Yes the thought to donate the change I had passed through my mind, and yes I felt guilty that I didn't. Of course I donated after mass (I'm pretty sure everyone did...) I still only had change (which I find to be insulting) but hey, the priest said that it isn't about the amount and what the priest says goes.

In keeping up with my newly found independence resolutions, and still listening to my favorite Canadian priest: I donated breakfast to a homeless man today. Please know I am not writing this to boast because then that would negate the purpose. It just made me think of Ryan. I never would have thought to do that, but it reminded me that sometimes Ryan will buy coffee or whatnot for someone down on their luck.

It just made me realize he is so far away yet he is with me all the time. Sorta like God...

And homeless people?