I
am not a believer in the Hereafter, It was not
always
this way. This is how science, religion
and
old age have fashioned me.
The
evils man has levied on mankind and nature
without
a supernatural enforcer to intercede has
led
me to understand that man needs to take re-
sponsibility
for his own good and dastardly deeds.
I
am, however, a believer that in our lives we are
all
in need of a heaping dose of Salvation. Hell is
the
payment wielded in life for our transgressions.
Anyway,
I am convinced in my beliefs, as you are
certainly
entitled to yours. Be that as it may, could
seem
a bit strange to many that every night before
bedtime,
I still pray. You see, it’s a hang-on tradition
for
me, a left-over ritual from my childhood Catho-
lic
upbringing.
I
now see prayer as a daily self-accountability, and
a
mindful exercise in remembering the troubled, the
needy
and those who have passed away.
I
begin my litany by praying to the memory of my
mom
and dad, both of whom had substantial diffi-
culties
in their lives, like depression, anxiety, drug
and
alcohol abuse, anger and rage. You know, the
everyday
trials and tribulations so many Americans
face
today. And I (no surprise) got the hand me
downs
which naturally include me in that insidious
genetic
fray.
So,
every night I pray, bless the memory of my mom
and
my dad for the life and goodness they did manage
to
pass along to me. I am responsible for dealing ade-
quately
with all the bad shit which comes part and par-
cel
with my inherant personality.
Son
and daughter of mine (still alive), forgive me for
my
shortcomings and idiosyncrasies. Please say a
prayer
for me each night before I’m gone. You are
included
in my thoughts and prayers as well.
Although
I believe, as far as my mom and dad are con-
cerned,
my prayers can no longer help or save them.
And,
in remembering them nightly, hopefully it will
do
a hell of a lot good for me, as I live and breathe, as
a
flawed and fallible human being.
-30-
Chris
Hanch 1-18-2020
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