Being a part

With all that has been going lately I feel this deep long for something. A something that I can not really put to words. Being able to find a place a place to call home. A longing to known and to know others. Longing for a real sense of community. A change of heart into the trueness of a calling. Being more like Christ. How many long to be a part of something great the something so much lager then just one ministry or one block of time. Is there really such a thing as doing to much or too little. Being a part of any community is a great thing. It seems to be a matter of finding where that may be.

Now what?

Finding the way home with it being three weeks ago after the Easter Vigil. Still, there seems no way really put how I felt and the joy of becoming a part of the family. The lingering questions of 'know what?' keeps coming up. What do we do know that R.C.I.A. is over for us. What ministries do we work in know. How can we be of service to those who are not yet part of the Catholic Church. What do I do once P.A.D.S is over for the season.

Holy Week

This is one of those weeks where that seems a sorrowful one. Yet, one full that is a reminder of what Christ had done for us on the cross. The pain that Mary had to go through. Looking on helplessly as her son was slowly suffocating to death. This painful way to die to pay for our sins. A lyric that keeps running in my mind is 'Its my mocking voice that held him their.' From the song How Deep Our Fathers Love for Us.

It feels so much different this year. Then in prior years because I am taking part in a much more meaningful time. This year with becoming part of the Catholic Church. This is some what scary and yet I am ready for this. I can not wait. Being able to part take in all that it is to be a part community of faith.

Spring?

Yes, that is right it's snow. And it is spring time. I hope that coming Easter Sunday that it will be nice out. As I am writing this it the snow is still coming down. I like snow but this just does not fell right. In the morning, the is going to be more snow. Well, that's what happens in northern Illionis.

Coming home

Holy Week...a the events of the passion of Christ. His last supper with his friends, his trail, death, and being raised from death. As for many who have been going though R.C.I.A. having gone though this time of learning. We will be coming home to the Catholic Church. How much I've learned and come to see as to were I need to be going. The time really see if this is the place for me. There is know no turning back. I can not wait for Easter Vigil. Being able to part take of this Holy Meal. I am amazed by the speed of this year went. For, it was last April that I emailed pastoral associate for R.C.I.A. So, here is to Holy Week and Easter 2009!!

Waiting for the proper time

This Holy Week will be quite different and memorable. For, I'll be completing the time of preparing to entering join the Catholic Church. I really do not know what to expect this coming Easter Vigil. Soon it will be here. There is so much to still learn. All of which will take a life time. Finally, being able partake in the Eucharist.