On September 10, 2003 I was baptized and born again. Nearly 10 years later I was confirmed and received into the Roman Catholic Church.
This is the true story of my walk with Christ.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
I need all the prayer I can get these days. Every one of them lifts me out of the dark places. Every whisper to God inches me closer. In church today I was on the list of those who are going to be confirmed. Our names were read aloud and I felt my heart leap when mine was called. This is the same parish that prays daily for Mali, Syria and Afganistan and other places of war. I am a country at war, too. There are skirmishes in my heart every day. Some days Holiness and Light break through. Sometimes the darkness wins. God is always at work, though. On the light days he breathes joy into my heart and lifts me with Grace and speaks softly in my ear. From the darkness I cast a line towards him, hoping to catch on so I can pull towards him. And when, in my weakness, I cannot pull anymore, he reels the line for me, with forgiveness and love.