God created so many beautiful girls…
….but they cover up His perfect work with makeup.
Women are so beautiful as creatures of God. I’m not saying that it’s necessarily a sin to use makeup, but there does exist a fine line between vanity (“I need to cover up these giant pores and gosh look at my gross uneven skin tone”) and looking presentable (“I don’t want to look like I don’t take anything seriously”). I even accept that applying makeup is a sort of art form.
As a man, I rarely see women without makeup, except for my mother, sister, and girlfriend. Almost every other woman I see in my everyday life is wearing makeup, to the point where I’m starting to forget what women actually look like.
Maybe if large groups of women just didn’t wear makeup on a routine basis, we’d all get used to it eventually. We’d realize that every woman has unique “blemishes” that are beautiful in their uniqueness. Instead of striving for society’s idea of perfection in beauty, maybe we could learn to appreciate the beauty inherent in all of God’s creation.
Picture relevant.
If I could only name two values of the Catholic Church
I would pick Love and Life, because all the Church’s teachings are centered around them.
I never really learned how to love
When I was growing up, my father was really absent for my day to day life and my mother and I still have a strained relationship. My sister and I were pretty much left without a sense of what it felt like to love or be loved.
As I went through grade school, I thought I knew what love would be when I found it, and I went looking for girl after girl to fill the gap that was in my heart. I struggled with depression for years.
What changed everything for me was a continual growth in my Catholic Faith through prayer and sacrifice during my Sophomore and Junior years of college. While I still made some grave errors, I moved closer and closer to a full surrender to the will of the Lord, which gave me control over the bad in my life because I knew I had a divine guide and protector. I learned love through coming to know the sacrifice and suffering that Jesus experienced, proving that God really loves us. He was a loving parent for me that I didn’t necesarily have growing up.
I’ve now changed so much from what I was that I am now able to have a loving relationship and achieve things through love that I never thought possible. I urge you, even if you have perfectly loving parents, to come to know the love of God through your own prayer and sacrifice. Give up your life for Him and He will give you something better.
God bless.
The Functions of Men and Women
In the past week, my roommate made a comment about today’s Feminist Movement that I’ve kind of adopted as my own view on the subject. He said, “Women and Men deserve equal rights under the law, but they are not, in fact, equal.”
“Woah, woah, woah, Mr. jentleman,” you’re probably saying, “That sounds incredibly sexist and dismissive of all the accomplishments women have had in the past century!” I realize this might seem a bit of a testy subject and my assertion might seem a bit ignorant, but “equal” in this case does not pertain to an absolute value, rather in the same way that a circle is equal to a circle and is not equal to a square. Even at the same size, both are shapes, but are not the same shape. Unless you have a weird thing with geometry, who’s to say whether a circle or a square is better? Each has it’s own use and is better suited to different circumstances.
“Sorry I’m late, I had to manuever around evil robots on the way to work this morning.”
Today when I was driving I realized that our cars take away some of our humanity when we’re on the road. Since modern cars are covered and windshields are slightly tinted, we are shrouded from our fellow drivers. That car in our way or that horrible driver that gets on our nerves when we’re in a rush ceases to be a living, breathing person and becomes an evil robot designed to destroy our day. In reality, we should think ourselves just a bunch of spoiled kids driving around in go-carts.
I want my wants to be His wants
In the past year or so I’ve been discerning my Vocation and whether or not God is calling me to be a Catholic priest. In January, I decided to take a serious step in His direction and join a discernment group with the chaplain of our Newman center and some other guys in the same boat as me.
What does it mean to “raise” one’s standards?
My best friend Ella recently got home from college and went drinking with her guy friends at a mutual acquaintance’s house. She ended up making out with three of them.
Obligatory Explanation Post
So I started this blog. Some things to note:
Purpose: I have a lot of things that I think deeply (maybe too deeply!) about, but I don’t really have a forum in which to publish them. Hopefully they help other people; if anything I hope they do no harm! If one person somewhere at least once has even a slight smile on their face after reading anything I post, then I will have achieved my tumblr goal in life.
Name: Namely, “jentlemen.”
It’s a mixture between “Jesus” and “gentlemen” to accentuate the fact that I draw my morality in my posts from my faith in Christ. You will see that I cleverly made the name of my blog analogous to the famous acronym “WWJD”. I will be referring to my blog as “WWjD” and to myself as “jentleman” (see “anonymity” below). I will always use a lower-case j when referring to jentlemen to keep them on a lower tier than Jesus, the ultimate Jentleman.
Background: I’m a twenty-something year old Catholic male who still attends college in the Washington, DC area. I spend my summers and vacations in New Hampshire. I really like being Catholic and I’m in love with my girlfriend.
Anonymity: Due to the nature of the things I want to discuss, I’d like to remain anonymous to protect the dignity and privacy of those who I talk about in my posts. If you figure out who I am—yay! Good for you. But I’m not afraid or ashamed of who I am. “Be Not Afraid.” - Jesus
Disclaimer: I am not an authority on the Catholic Church! If I say anything that is contrary to Roman Catholic Doctrine, please disregard it (and let me know!).
(Source: catholicjentleman)
Simply the musings of a Catholic male in a secular world.
