May the blessing of God be upon you
I went to St. Cletus Catholic School from K-8th grade. Every single month, at the end of the assembly, we would gather the people who had a birthday in that month and pray a blessing over them. Starts out exactly like this. (This song kinda bothered me, cause it wasn't the same song I knew, and I wanted it to be). Remembering back, Even though I sang it every month for 9 years, I don't think I ever once meant it. I don't think I ever once stopped to think about what I was singing. I think half the time I was wishing it could be over soon so I could put my arm back down.
I think this can happen often, doing things but not thinking about it. Part of the reason for this blog, I actually think about what I'm singing now when I sing along to songs. I was listening to the radio the other day and they were talking about how when we say the phrase "How are you" we don't really mean it. We don't really care for an answer, we're just saying it to be polite. When we're asked that phrase, the automatic answer is "fine, and you?" Everyone is so stuck on being polite in conversation that they don't stop to think about what was just asked. I'm just as guilty as the next person. When I heard that originally on the radio, I made a promise to myself I wouldn't do that anymore. In reality, I just did it today, twice. Time to try harder I guess.
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