Place aside the bad apples.
Let’s sing of the faithful.
Of good clergy getting stained.
Lumped in the barrel of bad.
We call on Michael the Archangel.
And on each and every faithful.
Seive out the bad ones.
And walk with the good ones.
Consecrated celibacy is a sacriface.
Of what’s most precious to offer.
A wholesome commitment to God.
It’s not for everyone; indeed not.
Can you see the saints of past?
Their lives of vowed celibacy.
Wholesome and inspiring to others.
Like Mother Teresa; John Paul II.
The vow of celibacy is for life.
Is it a leap of faith or trust?
To answer God’s call to serve.
It’s a voccation, it’s not a job.
By C.E. Pereira
I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique.
Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems.
I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination.
To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome.
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