So while I went to a Catholic school for most of my life, my faith life was not what was to be expected.
God and I have been working on a sin that I have continuously fallen into for months.
Through all the struggles, God is still there.
I realize now that I was just going through the motions of what I thought I needed to be doing.
The Church is almost two millennia old, and her traditions and rituals are stunningly beautiful.
Just because I've sinned, that doesn't mean God loves me any less.
We should keep the issue in perspective.