This weekend our parish had our first priestly ordination. A young man I have known for almost a decade was ordained to the priesthood right there in our little parish. The Maronite Bishop, Chor-Bishop, the Roman Catholic Bishop, and dozens of priests, deacons, subdeacons, and seminarians from the Maronite, Latin, and Byzantine Churches were there. …
As a Protestant: I don’t have to confess my sins to a priest! I can go straight to Jesus. As a Catholic: I get to confess my sins to a priest and hear the words of absolution straight from Jesus!
A year ago there began a really intense longing in me for the Sacrament of Confession. Which is an odd thing for a, then, Protestant to so greatly desire. After all, I can confess my sins directly to Jesus (and of course we should). Such an antiquated idea that we need to confess our sins …
As I have mentioned in previous posts, this process of conversion can be gut-wrenchingly difficult. Knowing Jesus more and more brings with it an increased longing for more of Him. It’s Divine Dissatisfaction. I have found that I am OK through most of the Mass, but get to Communion and I turn into a puddly …
A week or so ago I found myself sort of….well discouraged with my journey. I felt like I was in no-man’s land. I asked St. Therese to pray for me and if possible to send me a sign. On Sunday we went to St. Therese church, as has been our habit. And the kisses from …
reconciling things 