This is a fairly big Easter for me. On Saturday night at 8:30 p.m., I’ll be at church for the Great Vigil of Easter, and by the end of the service–2 1/2 to 3 hours later–I will have been confirmed in the Catholic church.
So, why, I hear you all asking. Why?
I’ve been planning the answer for months, as if it were a talk in front of an audience. It’s even got a joke in it. But it’s too long to post here.
Instead, I want to tell you about my friend, Martha (Hi, Martha!). She just recently found out about my decision and said, “Oh! I was raised in the Catholic church. I was even in religious life for several years.”
For you Protestants out there, that means Martha was a nun.
I don’t know all of her reasons for leaving, but after she did she met her husband, and they have three beautiful daughters–inside and out. In fact, I don’t know of a more Godly family anywhere.
God led Martha in one direction, and he’s led me in another. That’s OK.
Happy Easter, everyone.
