A weekend to remember!

This past weekend is one of that I will never forget. I have really felt like I like was home. There was so much to take in. The rhythm of life of the the Sisters of Saint Benedict of the Monastery Immaculate Conception. Is something that I really love. And I don't otherwise have as a day to day part of my life. Is the daily times of prayer.

I know that I really wont Easter to come. And becoming a part of the Church. Soon!!

Fat Tuesday to Ash Wensday and a few more things

Well, when I started this blog I was hoping to post more often then I am. As of the time of this post I have been out of work for a month. My grandma my is on her second stay in the hospital in the same amount of time. It seems that when the craziness of live seems like I can feel the need to rely the most on faith.
Fat Tuesday, a time to pig out on what will be given up for Lent. While, time to drink up or eat up on what ever is to be given up. I'll be giving up my favorite drink, Coke Zero. This time of giving up is a time to ready one's self for Easter. Most impotently it is for my coming into the Catholic Church. The time seems to be flying. So, here's to the next forty days!

Loss of a son

The news of death of John Travolta's son Jett. There is such a great interest in the ways of the death of the precious life. One that we should allow to be morned in peace. Allow the Travolta's to do with out being the media being right there. I can understand why we wont to know about this. The life of those who are famous draw us. The have the right to be left alone no matter who they are.

History has been made

Elecation 2008. History has been made. The first black man has been elected to the highest office in the United States of Americia. Barack Obama!! What an amazing thing to witeness history.

Looking at various communities

I have been for the past several month looking at various communities. This I have found is not easy or something to be rushed into. I really don't know where, when, or if I will even become a sister. But, it does feel that I am going in the way directed by God. I only hope that my family contiues to be supportive. As I keep going through R.C.A.I.

Longings and wonderings

Can there be peace when I uneasy about the life I've been living. Uneasy about feeling that I have not done what I should have been going to confession. It feels that there is so much that needs to be forgiven. How can I go to confession when I'm not yet a member of the Catholic Church? I don't know. But, this I do, I am sinking and have lost any footing I had before. How I need to hear that I'm forgiven by a priest. I will ask Father today what is the proper way about going about confession. I haven't found anything that say I should not be going to confession.
I better get back to doing the Knights of Colmbus CIS course. I haven't been doing well about keeping up with this. Along with any sort fo Bible reading. There is so much to be learned from this precious book. I long to get going with the R.C.I.A. program. I really do wont to be a part of the Chruch. I have to partake of the Lord's Table. Which is what I am being called to do at least for know.

Blind Faith

Like so many others I've believed what was said from the puplit. And never checked it out for myself. This can and often lead to many questions that I had to find answers for myself. Even if doing so would lead to things that could cause trouble for what I was told was right. Having heard from a few tecachers at various church say that anyon who's Cathalic are not ture Bible believing Christians. That they worship Mary and the saints. The first part of this has never set while with me. While, the last part did seem like there was some truth to it. Yet, I had to go on a quest for truth. In any many froms. It seems that what I have believed by blind faith is far from what the truth is.
Since, I've been reading any information that I could find. All of which seems to be quite postive and I've been drawn to this place. A place that was set-up by Jesus Christ, Himself. That through Peter has kept going. Problems oh yes. Given that the Cathalic Church has fallen people at the helam. At this point I'm on the way to starting R.C.I.A. this fall.
How can I not answer the still small voice calling me home?
No longer can I keep running from the calling or vocation that has been place upon my heart and soul by God. Its time that I stop leaving by blind faith. Rather then, what I have always been told. Making faith my own. For, I have to work out my own salvation with fear and tembling.