I suppose it is understandable why most Catholics who go to Mass don’t believe in the Real Presence of Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament. We are privileged to be able to receive Him every day. Unfortunately, as the saying goes, familiarity breeds contempt—or at least indifference. Just look at our family, those we live with
When people buy houses, generally the location is determined by proximity to work or school district or shopping or some other practical consideration. Usually that consideration has nothing to do with proximity to Church. Fortunately for Catholics, the Mass is the Mass is the Mass, and pastor personality has little to nothing to do with
Everyone I’ve ever heard speak about the Holy Trinity says it is a mystery beyond explanation. It is too great to be able to be put into words and any attempt woefully falls short, but when the priest repeated those sentiments during his homily, I had a picture of a rainbow in my mind. Like
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On another occasion at the same non-denominational service, I saw a young family. Father, mother, toddler playing on the floor and a tiny newborn asleep in the carrier by the toddler. The parents were standing waiting for someone to pray for them. Without a clue as to why they wanted prayer, and bolder this time,
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I continue in honor of Pentecost. The following experience happened in a non-denominational congregation, but more than ever, we Catholics need to have more encounters with Him. In 2007, my husband and I went to a non-denominational service. At the end, people were invited to come up for prayer and anyone in the congregation was
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In honor of Pentecost and how the Holy Spirit helps us, I’d like to share the story of how I was healed of life-long food allergies. From the time I was an infant, I had food allergies. The conventional wisdom when I was born was that formula was better for infants than mother’s milk. So,
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Back in 2001, my husband and I were attending a Pentecostal church whose pastor had been a recovering alcoholic. Like other protestant ecclesial communities, this one was particularly Prohibitionist. Since I was a member, I submitted myself to the rules of the leadership. However, being raised Catholic, I didn’t see any problem with alcohol, unless
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… until you’re dead. Actually, there are plenty of souls in purgatory who might disagree with that. They would say, ‘you don’t arrive until you’re in heaven. When I talk about our lives being steeped in humility, please, don’t misunderstand that I think I’ve arrived. In fact, I’ve been so proud, I was proud of
Welcome. I’m Grace. For most of my life, I felt like the smallest and weakest one in the room. I was the youngest of seven, and that feeling followed me for decades. So it still surprises me that God the Father has let me watch Him do things I can’t explain. I’ve asked Him to