I was in the jeepney to the office this morning when I heard the song. I’ve heard it before but except for admiring the good melody and the beautiful voice of Carrie Underwood, I haven’t really paid much attention to it. I don’t know what has gotten into me but when the jeepney stopped in front of Bacolod Cathedral, it was then that I truly listened to it.
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can’t do this all on my own
I’m letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I’m on
Jesus take the wheel
Was God talking to me? I don’t know, I was a bit depressed so I just started to cry silently.
I am a believer but I’m what they call as a cafeteria Catholic. I do not accept all the Catholic Church’s teachings, lock, stock and barrel. I only take what I believe in. My last confession was way back in college. And I only did it because it was the university’s requirement for graduating students. I don’t go to church regularly and if I do, I seldom receive communion (they said you shouldn’t if you’ve not been to confession). I only receive communion if I have really prayed and talked to God. Those times when you really feel that you have to thank Him and those times when you really need Him.
The reason why I don’t go to church especially in our town is because I know that a priest there has gotten a girl pregnant. It is a small town after all. We often hear about sex scandals involving clergymen. Yeah, I know they’re humans and they’re probably just a few. But I cannot bring myself to confess to somebody whose morals may be worse than mine.
I am not a good Catholic but I’ll try to be a good person. I believe the people who say that religion cannot save us. It is Jesus who can save us.
