If you ask a Protestant from the American Midwest to commit to a dinner date next week, that Protestant, believing that she is the captain of her own destiny, will say "Thursday night works fine for me." But if you ask a Catholic from Calabria to make the same commitment, he will only shrug, turn his eyes to God, and ask, "How can any of us know whether we will be free for dinner next Thursday night, given that everything is in God's hands and none of us can know our fate"
* I find this part quite funny cause....I sometimes too cannot make decision and get annoyed with people who can never make plans for the future, not even a day in advance. hahaha funny but true.
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