a little bit about my conversion
I was working on a homily for class today. In the middle of delivering
it, I came to a sudden realization. Around the time after my
conversion, I had this habit of trying to start arguments with people
in order to bring them to the gospel. I don't think I was as
belligerent as some people I know. But, I still did so. I thought that
if I somehow found the right words that people would realize their
errors and come to the truth of the catholic faith. I saw the world as
merely being stubborn and close minded and I somehow figured it out.
As Fulton Sheen says, the sins we see in others are usually the sins
we have in ourselves. I realize now that I've been the inflexible
close minded one. I didn't convert because I figured anything out, but
because I merely cooperated with a grace God was giving me. Little did
i know that I was a closet rationalist and objectivist. Luckily, the
church has a way of mediating our more extreme habits and I can admit
this to myself.
I still have many friends out there who I've talked to many times
about the faith. I even have close family members that just can't seem
to comprehend why I believe in it let alone want to bet my whole life
on it being true. I don't know why this is and why my life is turning
out different.
Still, I thank God every day for my conversion. The Catholic Church is
more beautiful than anyone looking on the outside can ever tell. That
isn't to say that it is without fault or that it doesn't have it's
ugly churches or liturgies. (And believe me, we have plenty of those.)
What I mean is that I have found Christ in the Catholic Church more
present than anywhere else. He is as inseparable from his bride as the
soul is from a living body. This is so thoroughly my home.
God Bless.
it, I came to a sudden realization. Around the time after my
conversion, I had this habit of trying to start arguments with people
in order to bring them to the gospel. I don't think I was as
belligerent as some people I know. But, I still did so. I thought that
if I somehow found the right words that people would realize their
errors and come to the truth of the catholic faith. I saw the world as
merely being stubborn and close minded and I somehow figured it out.
As Fulton Sheen says, the sins we see in others are usually the sins
we have in ourselves. I realize now that I've been the inflexible
close minded one. I didn't convert because I figured anything out, but
because I merely cooperated with a grace God was giving me. Little did
i know that I was a closet rationalist and objectivist. Luckily, the
church has a way of mediating our more extreme habits and I can admit
this to myself.
I still have many friends out there who I've talked to many times
about the faith. I even have close family members that just can't seem
to comprehend why I believe in it let alone want to bet my whole life
on it being true. I don't know why this is and why my life is turning
out different.
Still, I thank God every day for my conversion. The Catholic Church is
more beautiful than anyone looking on the outside can ever tell. That
isn't to say that it is without fault or that it doesn't have it's
ugly churches or liturgies. (And believe me, we have plenty of those.)
What I mean is that I have found Christ in the Catholic Church more
present than anywhere else. He is as inseparable from his bride as the
soul is from a living body. This is so thoroughly my home.
God Bless.