An interesting read. I’d always assumed that it was Christians that had co-opted elements of Paganism in order to make Christianity easier to adopt and not the other way around.
The newly-launched Catholics for Trump coalition in support of the president’s re-election is replete with anti-LGBTQ figures at odds with the views of U.S. Catholics overall. Some of the members of Catholics for Trump’s advisory board who have made negative statements about LGBTQ people include Newt Gingrich, Tim Huelskamp, Marjorie Dannenfelser, and Sean Fieler, reported…
“God has not erred in calling you to life. He was not mistaken when from eternity He thought up the kind of life that you would have on the physical plane, the experience of human life.” Choose Only Love: Let Yourself Be Loved (COL bk.2, 8:I) God is here with us, living through us. There […]
From Public Religion Research Institute New data shows that a majority of U.S. Catholics continue to support the LGBTQ community broadly, demonstrated in three main areas: religious refusal laws, non-discrimination protections, and same-gender marriage. On the question of religious refusal laws, a recent survey conducted by the Public Religion Research Institute (PRRI) found that 60%…
I’m going to share something with you that I’ve only shared with one other person. I cry at Mass, a grown man in his mid-50’s. I find myself kneeling after the consecration, trying to discreetly wipe away tears. This hasn’t always been the case and it isn’t every single Mass. It also happens when I go to Confession. I find myself balling, sometimes a little too loudly while telling the priest my sins. I can only imagine what those waiting outside the confessional must think!! It started sometime in the past two years. When it happens it’s not because I’m sad, far from it. It’s because I am overcome with waves of Gratitude. They are like waves washing over me of all God has done, continues to do and will do for me. This isn’t an intellectual experience its a sense of just knowing like when you see the Sun, you just know its the Sun. It isn’t anything you process. A better analogy is perhaps that sense you have about family. You feel differently about your brothers, sisters, mother, and father just being near them without thinking, Oh, these are my family, you kind of just know.
At first, I didn’t know really how to respond to what was happening. I prayed about it and asked God for answers. I didn’t immediately get any answers. So then I started looking online to see if other people experience the same thing. I wanted to know what it meant to them, was it some sort of Grace, was it my Ego finding yet another inventive way of getting between myself and God. From what I’ve read my experience is not all that uncommon. It’s perhaps not spoken of too loudly by the people experiencing it which is why it would seem odd. Reading other people’s experiences brought me some comfort. Another thought was that perhaps I was severely depressed and this was a manifestation of my internal hopelessness. So I continued to pray, asking for an answer. This past Sunday while at Mass after the consecration, once again I started crying. I went up and received Communion, went back to my pew. Already overwhelmed by this sense of Love and Grace I asked the Lord for an answer. This time I heard a tiny voice, clear as day ” This is a Grace I have given you because of my Love for you. I knew I was experiencing this because in the past I’ve tried to “understand” God Intellectually. God had to reach me in a way that I couldn’t analyze or process with my intellect. I’m sharing this because i want to know if others have similar experiences, random ways God reaches into your life and lets you know He IS there. Let’s start a conversation about how the Grace of God touches you on a daily basis.
I’ve been noticing more and more the things that used to upset, bother, rile me up or even piss me off no longer have a draconian and sin inducing effect on me anymore. I’m getting old. It’s not an accomplishment that I’ve earned its one that comes with breathing. In my 20’s and 30’s other drivers gave me deep insight into the mindset of mass murders. My lack of patience and frequent cursing was an almost weekly conversation at Confession with my Priest. At some point venial sins commited over and over begin to resemble family members more than behavior to be restrained. Now that I am well into my 50’s I’m Blessed in so many more ways than I was as a youth. It’s interesting to see how frequently the Bible talks about the folly of youth and how with age comes wisdom and understanding. Grace is a gift we are given almost continuously it is strength unmerited and freedom unearned.
When I first noticed this I began to become concerned that I was not being compassionate, empathetic anti-social. Nothing could be further from the truth. I care more deeply as I get older but not in the way I did when I was younger. I look to the longer term. if you’re making choices that aren’t healthy I’m less inclined at this point to correct you directly and more inclined to suggest, pray and trust. My Will imposed on you is of no use to the lesson God is trying to teach you. I have learned God knows better how, when and where. He doesn’t need my help getting you to a closer relationship with Him.
These are just some of the thoughts playing around in my head tonight. I wanted to get them online to see what You (dear reader) have noticed in your lives and walks with God about getting older. Please comment and share, lets have a conversation.