I have been a worship leader and a pastor. In Protestant non-liturgical churches there is often a disconnect between worship leaders and pastors. Generally speaking worship leaders see the most important part of the Sunday service as the “worship”–meaning the singing and the pouring of one’s heart out to God. The music, no-doubt, takes up …
Even as I was starting to appreciate ancient Catholic doctrines, there remained this thing about Baptism. I believed strongly Anabaptist theology (Believer’s Baptism), that one must be old enough and aware enough to know what they are doing. They must be believers themselves, desire the experience, and request the experience. In addition, Baptism was something …
It has been with some trepidation that I began to explore the roots of my faith, Protestant tradition and the Roman Catholic Church. It has all along been “working out your faith with fear and trembling.” And then there’s this, from George MacDonald’s The Princess and Curdie:
I was in the first trimester of my eighth pregnancy. I was having dinner with two girlfriends one evening when suddenly I started bleeding and cramping. Terrified, I excused myself from dinner and drove home. I remember there were Christmas lights in the trees and the city looked beautiful. But my heart was racing. I …
When my husband was in seminary he studied (for some unknown reason) child development. One of the things he learned is that until a child is approximately 16-18 months old he does not know himself apart from his mother. His mother is not “other” but rather an extension of himself.
On April 26, 2014 I had a long phone conversation with a Catholic friend. I told her that there were still questions I had regarding Catholic doctrine, but that I felt they were lesser questions than my hunger for the Eucharist. That night I had a dream. I was going to Adoration. When I got …
In this blog I am trying to trace my spiritual journey to discover when I became Catholic. I don’t know, yet, when that moment was. But, I do know the moment I stopped being a Protestant. I was already neck deep in love with The Real Presence. I already loved the Mass. I already was …
reconciling things 