Out of the 5 love languages, words of affirmation are not in my top two, (I'm quality time and acts of service) but a while back there was a day where someone's words took over my brain-space. I'm unwilling to admit it, but I am a sensitive person. I have a rock-hard exterior that doesn't crack when faced with multiple strong hits, but smashes to dust with the right hit.
Now, I brought it upon myself... I confronted someone over social media. *GASP*. The post I found disagreeable enough to comment on put the Vatican City coat of arms (where the Pope of the Catholic Church lives) onto another flag that a lot of people find a distasteful reminder of a sad time in U.S. history. See, I don't care for personal creativity when it comes to representation of The Church. Putting that coat of arms, which includes a depiction of the Keys to Heaven and the Papal tiara, on anything other than something directly related to The Church or its teaching is at least disrespectful. You don't put the keys to Heaven on something lightly, folks. I feel like I'm not crazy for thinking this.
And while I was definitely angry at this false depiction of the Catholic church, I tried my gosh-darndest to control myself in order to recognize the dignity of the person on the other side. This person, unfortunately, was not interested in recognizing mine back. I was called a host of things in a poor show of conversation, starting off with the basics like "ignorant" and "stupid," but then she graduated to using words like "evil." Im not quite sure where this next part came from, maybe because I asked her not to continue being rude, but from our online conversation about her graphic art she somehow gathered that I am a "snowflaked, butt-hurt Pope Francis, Vatican2 worshipping Modernist."
Reaction phase 1: MAN. I mean, I shock-laughed at first because what else can you really do? Reaction phase 2: Did I just get loving Pope Francis thrown at me as a holiness-insult by another Catholic person?
Reaction phase 3: This isn't even the first time this has happened.
Reaction phase 4: Sadness.
I'm not a "Modernist," and I'm not a "Traddie," (short for 'traditional') and i hate those terms. All I want to call myself is a Catholic. Receiving that identity included me joining His church and vowing obedience to its law in front of my universal catholic family. So when someone within that same Church tells me that I am an "evil Modernist" for admiring the Pope who the Church appointed as our spiritual leader, I'm at a loss for words.
Humor me and let's say Pope Francis is evil after all. What does he do at almost every publicized event? No matter who he is with, he asks for prayers. You think he's evil? Pray for him. He's always asking, so you might as well. You think I'm evil? Pray for me. I always need it.