Saturday, May 21, 2011
We processed into the church, and the first people I saw were my friend and my daughter. What a blessing to see their shining faces. My "trouble" daughter was not able to attend as I suspected. The mass was beautiful - that sounds silly, but maybe not. It was beautiful. As I listened to the young priest's homily, I wondered if I just liked it because I knew my daughter would - and she did - or if I liked it because I liked it. It was probably a bit "funnier" than I like my homilies, but it was meaningful too.
The church was gorgeous! It is one of the huge suburban mega-churches. It has a cafe, a book store, etc., etc., and normally I don't think I would like that, but I just loved it. The inside was just chockablock full of lovely stained glass. Very dramatic.
The negatives are that I leave my classmates, my teachers, and the wonderful Denver Catholic Biblical School. It was truly a life-changing experience for me.
My daughter and friend had absolutely NO idea it was the big deal it is. They knew I was studying the Bible because I talk about it - a lot. But they didn't realize it was a formal, four year program. Now they do. My name was in the catholic newspaper and my church's bulletin this week. I got a letter from my pastor congratulating me. I hope this doesn't sound prideful, but I am glad for the acknowledgment. I know that hearing these things over the years is what planted the seed for me to have the desire to do this. And now it is done. I am grateful and sad. But I know that God's grace will provide a way for me to continue to grow.
"I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but by me." John 14:6