separate or perish
Ok, so I try to be environmental. And yes, try is the operative word here. Here’s the deal though, I live in Santa Monica. This means no matter what I do with all my bottles, some bum or Mexican couple is going to go through our large trash bin in the alley and sift through my garbage bags filled with empty Lean Pockets packaging and junk mail to find the Arrowhead bottles and Diet Coke cans. So really, by NOT separating, I provide someone with not only money, but recreational activity as well.
Even when I walk Oliver, I go enviro. I overpay to purchase these blue recyclable bags that can be thrown into one of Santa Monica’s large blue tubs. Yes, that’s right, you can recycle a bag with dog poop in it. Really, this phased me too.
So in all my years of quasi-recycling, I never thought I was doing something virtuous. I figured, hey, our kids’ kids will be still paying for this war and social security, why not give ‘em some decent air to breathe? .
And now I realize, I am God loving.
According to Roman Catholic doctrine, mortal sins are a “grave violation of God’s law” and bring about “eternal death” if unrepented by the act of confession.
They are far more serious than venial sins, which impede a soul’s progress in the exercise of virtue and moral good.
