A change of mind


Yesterday I realized that I now lived in a larger city than I was in before. I guess it’s because I don’t go out much because of school and work. I went online and looked up Catholic Churches in my area.

 

We have about six Catholic churches within a 20-mile radius! Oh, my Goodness! I didn’t know we had that many. I visited the ones that had a website and saw their mass times and was glad I found a variety of different mass times. Now, if I cannot go to a specific mass time, I can go to other Catholic Churches that I know will have a later mass time for me to go to.

 

I guess the previous Catholic Church I was in did not make me feel comfortable.  Yesterday I realized that I now lived in a larger city than I was in before. I guess it’s because I don’t go out much because of school and work. I went online and looked up Catholic Churches in my area.

 

We have about six Catholic churches within a 20-mile radius! Oh, my Goodness! I didn’t know we had that many. I visited the ones that had a website and saw their mass times and was glad I found a variety of different mass times. Now, if I cannot go to a specific mass time, I can go to other Catholic Churches that I know will have a later mass time for me to go to.

 

I guess the previous Catholic Church I was in did not make me feel comfortable. They did not make me feel comfortable at all.  The priest is great. He’s very knowledgeable, passionate, and funny! I guess it’s the ambience and the experience we had.  We registered for that Church; our priest gave us a mentor. We got along fine (at least I think so) but one day, they just stopped responding to our texts. They were very nice, and I don’t hate them for doing that. They gave us plenty of reading materials and videos for us to borrow, but since I had forgotten their address (silly me) I cannot just return them.  Imagine how both of us feel about going to Church?  What should we do when we see them? Should we ask at all?

 

Every time we went to Church, we wouldn’t see them. I always made it a point to sit up front (I need to be thick skinned) so that I can hear the sermon and feel the spirit within me.  The last few months we did not feel as comfortable. We were seeing a lot of people looking at us, and Me kind of felt some hatred. Maybe it’s because of the clothes I wore, which weren’t as fancy as the others.  I had gained a considerable amount of weight because of school and work, so I no longer can fit my other clothing. Being a college student, married (by law), and with disabilities, it’s not like I can work extra hours just to buy extra clothes. Why not try to exercise to lose those few pounds, right?

 

Anywho, going back, we’re going to Church now. All I’m saying is that I changed my mind, and I think God helped me do it. ll.  The priest is great. He’s very knowledgeable, passionate, and funny! I guess it’s the ambience and the experience we had.  We registered for that Church; our priest gave us a mentor. We got along fine (at least I think so) but one day, they just stopped responding to our texts. They were very nice, and I don’t hate them for doing that. They gave us plenty of reading materials and videos for us to borrow, but since I had forgotten their address (silly me) I cannot just return them.  Imagine how both of us feel about going to Church?  What should we do when we see them? Should we ask at all?

 

Every time we went to Church, we wouldn’t see them. I always made it a point to sit up front (I need to be thick skinned) so that I can hear the sermon and feel the spirit within me.  The last few months we did not feel as comfortable. We were seeing a lot of people looking at us, and Me kind of felt some hatred. Maybe it’s because of the clothes I wore, which weren’t as fancy as the others.  I had gained a considerable amount of weight because of school and work, so I no longer can fit my other clothing. Being a college student, married (by law), and with disabilities, it’s not like I can work extra hours just to buy extra clothes. Why not try to exercise to lose those few pounds, right?

 

Anywho, going back, we’re going to Church now. All I’m saying is that I changed my mind, and I think God helped me do it.

 

Aurora is a born and raised Catholic. She lived in the Philippines for 18 years then moved to the US. She writes about the differences of the Catholic faith expressed from her past experiences to today.

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I was born and raised Catholic. I created this blog to explain the Christian Faith through modern terms, along with telling my experiences.

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