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I was christened an infant into the Roman Catholic Church in 1944, and
eventually attended catechism to complete First Holy Communion and
Confirmation.
My siblings are Catholic, my mother was Catholic, my eldest brother entered
the priesthood and made it to Friar before succumbing to cancer a few years
ago. My wife is a former Catholic, her dad was Catholic, his wife was
Catholic, my aunt and uncle were Catholics, and my wife's cousins are
Catholic; one of them is qualified to teach catechism.
I was loyal to Rome for the first 24 years of my life till one day in Feb 1968 I
was approached by a Conservative Baptist minister who asked me if I was
prepared for Christ's return.
Well; I must've been either asleep or absent the day that the nuns talked
about Jesus coming back because that man's question was the very first
time in my whole life that I can remember somebody telling me.
My initial reaction was alarm because I instinctively knew that were I called
on the carpet for a face-to-face with Jesus, it would not go well for me
because I had a lot to answer for. Well; I don't like being made to feel afraid
so I became indignant and demanded to know why Jesus would come back.
That's when I found out for the very first time that it was in the plan for
Christ to take over the world.
Then the minister asked me if I was going to heaven. Well; of course I had
no clue because Catholics honestly don't know what to expect when they
pass away. I was crossing my fingers while in the back of my mind dreading
the worst.
Then the man said; "Don't you know that Jesus died for your sins?"
Well; I had been taught in catechism that Jesus died for the sins of the
world; that much I knew; but honestly believed all along that he had been
an unfortunate victim of circumstances beyond his control. It was a shock to
discover that Jesus' trip to cross was deliberate, and that his Father was
thinking of me when His son passed away, viz: my sins were among the sins
of the world that Jesus took to the cross with him.
At that very instant-- scarcely a nanosecond --something took over in my
mind as I fully realized, to my great relief, that heaven was no longer out of
reach, rather, well within my grasp!
That was an amazing experience. In just the two or three minutes of
conversation with that Baptist minister, I obtained an understanding of
Jesus' crucifixion that many tedious years of RCC masses and catechism
classes had somehow failed to get across. Consequently, my confidence in
the Roman Catholic Church was shattered like a bar of peanut brittle candy
dropped on the sidewalk from the tippy top of the Chrysler building.
Long story short; I eventually went with that man to his church and, along
with him and a couple of elders, knelt at the rail down front and prayed a
really simple, naive prayer that went something like this;
"God, I know I'm a sinner. I would like to take advantage of your son's
death"
My prayer wasn't much to brag about; but it was the smartest sixteen words
I'd ever spoken up to that time.
• Matt 10:32 . .Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also
acknowledge him before my Father in heaven.
NOTE: That incident took place 53 years ago. Today, I'm an elderly man of
77 who's been an ongoing student of the Bible all that time via seminars,
Sunday school classes, sermons, books, and radio programs.
Since going online back in the 1990s, I've participated on something like
forty different internet forums; some no longer in business. I also
constructed a web site for new and/or poorly trained born-again Christians.
The heavy lifting is done, but I keep the site tuned up with revisions and
new comments from time to time.
_
the sacrifice of Christ and the sacrifice of the Eucharist are one single
sacrifice – Catholic Strength
I was christened an infant into the Roman Catholic Church in 1944, and
eventually attended catechism to complete First Holy Communion and
Confirmation.
My siblings are Catholic, my mother was Catholic, my eldest brother entered
the priesthood and made it to Friar before succumbing to cancer a few years
ago. My wife is a former Catholic, her dad was Catholic, his wife was
Catholic, my aunt and uncle were Catholics, and my wife's cousins are
Catholic; one of them is qualified to teach catechism.
I was loyal to Rome for the first 24 years of my life till one day in Feb 1968 I
was approached by a Conservative Baptist minister who asked me if I was
prepared for Christ's return.
Well; I must've been either asleep or absent the day that the nuns talked
about Jesus coming back because that man's question was the very first
time in my whole life that I can remember somebody telling me.
My initial reaction was alarm because I instinctively knew that were I called
on the carpet for a face-to-face with Jesus, it would not go well for me
because I had a lot to answer for. Well; I don't like being made to feel afraid
so I became indignant and demanded to know why Jesus would come back.
That's when I found out for the very first time that it was in the plan for
Christ to take over the world.
Then the minister asked me if I was going to heaven. Well; of course I had
no clue because Catholics honestly don't know what to expect when they
pass away. I was crossing my fingers while in the back of my mind dreading
the worst.
Then the man said; "Don't you know that Jesus died for your sins?"
Well; I had been taught in catechism that Jesus died for the sins of the
world; that much I knew; but honestly believed all along that he had been
an unfortunate victim of circumstances beyond his control. It was a shock to
discover that Jesus' trip to cross was deliberate, and that his Father was
thinking of me when His son passed away, viz: my sins were among the sins
of the world that Jesus took to the cross with him.
At that very instant-- scarcely a nanosecond --something took over in my
mind as I fully realized, to my great relief, that heaven was no longer out of
reach, rather, well within my grasp!
That was an amazing experience. In just the two or three minutes of
conversation with that Baptist minister, I obtained an understanding of
Jesus' crucifixion that many tedious years of RCC masses and catechism
classes had somehow failed to get across. Consequently, my confidence in
the Roman Catholic Church was shattered like a bar of peanut brittle candy
dropped on the sidewalk from the tippy top of the Chrysler building.
Long story short; I eventually went with that man to his church and, along
with him and a couple of elders, knelt at the rail down front and prayed a
really simple, naive prayer that went something like this;
"God, I know I'm a sinner. I would like to take advantage of your son's
death"
My prayer wasn't much to brag about; but it was the smartest sixteen words
I'd ever spoken up to that time.
• Matt 10:32 . .Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also
acknowledge him before my Father in heaven.
NOTE: That incident took place 53 years ago. Today, I'm an elderly man of
77 who's been an ongoing student of the Bible all that time via seminars,
Sunday school classes, sermons, books, and radio programs.
Since going online back in the 1990s, I've participated on something like
forty different internet forums; some no longer in business. I also
constructed a web site for new and/or poorly trained born-again Christians.
The heavy lifting is done, but I keep the site tuned up with revisions and
new comments from time to time.
_