Just because I only get one shot at this per year.

The Catholic war paint.
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Brad, in your photo it looks like you are at war with yourself. I hope all is well.
Faith is a demanding lover – tempestuous, moody, hot and cold, faithful and faithless. You give everything and find it disappearing like cigarette smoke on a damp, misty night. When you need it most it seems to have abandoned you. But sometimes, sometimes, it offers you the touch of transcendence.
I’m not really sure what that all means but I feel you might.