Well, I’ve started my RCIA classes and they’re pretty amazing. There are lots of people in my class and I’m obviously the youngest one… I feel like just a bit of an outsider for that reason and JUST that reason.
But I guess that’s just something I’ll have to get over. I’m excited about this great change in my life. More excited than I ever have been about anything else. ————- Ms. P made it to today’s class (I’m really glad she did!) and that meant the world to me. She’s a busy lady… It’s nice to know that I have her and lots of other people “in my corner.” Today, she asked me how we got to talking about Catholicism and I remembered that it was my great-grandpa Helmuth’s death in May that got her to invite me to Mass.
At his funeral, my sister and I gave a reading (we were “lector’s”), I read the Prayer of the Faithful, then we brought the Gifts (bread and wine) to the alter for Communion. The fact that I couldn’t partake in the Communion at my grandpa’s (who was also my BEST friend in the whole world) funeral bothered me. The fact that I didn’t really know what was going on throughout the funeral bothered me.
With less than a month left of school, Pfan would say “now we’re going to go to Mass together sometime.” “We’re going to go to church together.” … I was just like “yeah, okay. Sure.” I never believed she would pull through, simply because a lot of people in my life don’t keep the promises they make. But she did. I started going to Mass with her on June 5th and it has just been great. I bounced around to other churches just to see what was out there, but Holy Spirit really grabbed me.
So thanks, Connie. This all wouldn’t have happened had you not kept your promise. It means the world.
“When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.”— Nicholas Sparks (Dear John) (via thediarists)