It All Started With Pentecost Sunday

I finally went to church that day. I had been meaning to go prior to that, but I just wanted to lay in bed on Sunday mornings. Ha, Ms. Lazy Bones at your service. Anyway, the Deacon of the Church called the week before to let me know that he was back from vacation and will be starting the RCIA classes on the 24th of May, Pentecost Sunday.

 I hardly slept the night before. I was too excited, well really more nervous than anything for the next day. Not only was this the first Church service where I was taking not only the faith but my conversion seriously, I was also nervous because I would be going alone and did not know anyone at church. My suggestion, always go with a Catholic friend. It will just make your experience less nerve wracking and more enjoyable. When I got to church, I got there about a half hour before Mass was to start. There was no one in the parking lot. I waited a few minutes for someone else to pull up so that I could at least blend in a little and not stick out like a sore thumb. When I went in, I was taken aback a bit because there was about 10 people already there. I have no idea where they parked. I guess that doesn't really matter. Anyway, I took my seat and attempted to blend in. I think I succeeded pretty well No one noticed me and if they did they weren't all like, "oh you're new here". All gave a small nod of acknowledgement and a warm, friendly smile.

Mass wasn't bad. Less standing, kneeling, sitting than I thought. My RCIA instructor is very nice, and down to earth. He showed me around the church. Point out some things that as a Catholic I need to know. How to kneel, bow, why the candle next to the beautiful shiny thing is always lit and what that shiny thing is called. It's a tabernacle, by the way and it holds the "Blessed Sacrament". We talked for about 40 minutes, it was mostly him telling me the history of the church and catholism. I was given a book, "This is Our Faith." It's my book to highlight and write. I was all too excited. It's really happening. I am really going to convert and become a Catholic.

My RCIA instructor wants us to have our marriage blessed and recognized in the Catholic Church. While we were planning on doing and renewing our vows. I was hoping to do this after I was baptized. But it looks like we will be doing this sooner than. Like before the fall, before the Rite of Acceptance.

I find myself picking out clothes the night before church, like it’s the first day of school.

And So It Begins

So a while back I had posted about looking into RCIA classes to become a catholic. The Deacon of my local church contacted me back in April to let me know about classes that would be starting up in June. I was so excited. I wanted the months go to by quickly so I could start classes.

 I had gotten a call in the beginning of May from the same Deacon to let me know that the classes will be starting the 24^th. While I was prepared for it I was nowhere near prepared. I am supper excited though to start this journey in my life. I believe that is it definitely time that I embark on this path. It should have happened a long time ago.

Why didn’t it happen back then?

I’m not really sure. I think it was that I felt I didn’t need religion. But like I’ve said before I’ve always believed in a higher power. I’ve always believed in Jesus. I guess I am at that point in my life where I need religion more. Need more guidance. Need to fill a whole in my heart…in my soul.

Someone asked me recently, “Why catholic?” It kind of chose me. I read half way through the NKJV bible before I realized, “wait something is missing.” Once I purchased a Catholic Bible I was like wow, “stuff is missing. I had no idea there were more books in the catholic bible than the NKJV.

I will post more about my experience in church soon. I didn’t realize I am had this post waiting for me in the drafts. I have been so busy I completely forgot to post it back in April or May. I had to go out and buy a journal to carry around in my purse, since I don’t blog that much.

 

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