Things You Are Not Allowed To Do During Holy Week (Or So They Say)

       Today is Holy Tuesday, three days away from Good Friday. For many, this is the week to be holy (pun intended). The week for an individual to repent or show how good a christian he is. Ask a priest or any religious person  and they will most likely tell you that the following things are not allowed this week(especially on Good Friday and Black Saturday):

       Gorging

       Meat

       Sex

       Porn

       Cursing

       Vices

       Loud music

       R-Rated films

       Dirty thoughts

       Singing (loud music)

       Dancing (to loud music)

       Bathing (just kidding, it is allowed, of course)

       Some acquiesce to this and act all haloed the whole week—then break it when the week’s over. But many will ignore it and go to Boracay and dance naked at the beach while the dolphins watch.  (Okay, there are no dolphins in Boracay and people watch dolphins, not the other way around.)

       Our family stays quiet  and shuns meat and rock and roll on Good Friday. We grew up practicing it. But methinks God won’t mind if you’re  eating burgers  this Friday at 3PM or  if you’re watching violent,  R-rated films or you’re singing along to a heavy metal music (just make sure the neighbors won’t hear) or you’re dancing naked at the beach while dolphins watch. What God would mind is—and He always does anytime of the year—is you committing a sin. God gave you ten commandments and He is disappointed (and prepares a penalty) every time you break one of these commandments.

       There’s really no need to fast or abstain during Lent—Jesus didn’t have himself crucified so people will be uptight and forced to act saintly during Holy Week—God and all the angels in heaven will be more pleased if you just obey His commandments.  And one doesn’t need a church or a religion or any rituals to obey these commandments. One only needs a conscience.

       Just like what Pope Francis said, even an atheist is welcome to heaven, as long as he is good.

       And please, don’t get yourself nailed to a cross this Friday—you’re no Jesus, for Christ’s sake. God doesn't want show-offs. And you won’t resurrect if you accidentally died on that cross because the nail was hammered on your head instead of your hand.