I know, we are the lucky ones
May. 6th, 2001 02:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I spoke to the RCIA group today, told them a little of my first year in the Church. I barely remember what I said, as it all sort of came right off the cuff. People later commented on my eloquence, a surprising thing. I felt like I had babbled and just burst into tears while thanking the many people who helped me make my faith journey, and who continue to help me.
Mostly I spoke of community, of how wonderous the community of our parish and the Church is. Without it, I might have been lost. Every time I go to church, someone greets me, gives me a hug. There is always a hand to shake and someone who says "Peace be with you." It happens with sincerity. In some ways, I feel like I'm coming home every time I walk into that building.
These people amaze me. People who don't know you, or barely know you, people who might never have seen you ever before are willing to do so much for you. At the same time, I feel like I would do anything for them in return. I held a woman today who cried as she talked about her grandfather's heart failure and about how hard it is to watch such a strong man be rendered so weak. After I spoke, Steve came up to me and held me so tightly with tears in his eyes and thanked me for just being there this morning. This incredible human connection, this generosity of spirit is so precious. I truly never thought I would ever experience anything like this in my life.
Days like these I half expect Christ to step off the crucifix above the altar and walk down into the pews to hug us all.
Mostly I spoke of community, of how wonderous the community of our parish and the Church is. Without it, I might have been lost. Every time I go to church, someone greets me, gives me a hug. There is always a hand to shake and someone who says "Peace be with you." It happens with sincerity. In some ways, I feel like I'm coming home every time I walk into that building.
These people amaze me. People who don't know you, or barely know you, people who might never have seen you ever before are willing to do so much for you. At the same time, I feel like I would do anything for them in return. I held a woman today who cried as she talked about her grandfather's heart failure and about how hard it is to watch such a strong man be rendered so weak. After I spoke, Steve came up to me and held me so tightly with tears in his eyes and thanked me for just being there this morning. This incredible human connection, this generosity of spirit is so precious. I truly never thought I would ever experience anything like this in my life.
Days like these I half expect Christ to step off the crucifix above the altar and walk down into the pews to hug us all.
ps
Date: 2001-05-06 01:56 pm (UTC)Re: ps
Date: 2001-05-06 07:13 pm (UTC)