Prodigal who wouldn’t accept

I’m a Roman Catholic.

Wow, I didn’t realize that “Roman” Catholic was more specific than anything else. I’ve finally becoming what I decided my Mom really had intended for me. And as a major confirmation, I realized how I had completed my Mom’s Sermon. It was even on my dad’s birthday, when the actual last piece was in place, that it dawned on me how I’d finished. Of course, I sent it to my dad and still feel he never saw it or understood. . . Ok, I sent it to my Step Mom, who shares everything like this with my dad. .

Or she reads, understands, and explores likely before sharing, to get it into context so he actually learns and grows from it, instead of fighting or ignoring it.

Simultaneously to this, I have been through the Men’s Welcome Retreat with the church. This ended with an AWESOME Rosary and then we washed each others’ feet.  And finally went in for a confession. I realized that though being a Prodigal, I never had done the actual Sacrament of Reconciliation. GREAT FAITH is focused on the Father, Focused on the Nature of GOD, Father Focused, Seeking to Understand, Will endure NO MATTER WHAT.  Learning to endure, to see beyond the visible, to sense in Spirit what God’s is Saying, Focused on the Ways and Character of GOD. GREAT FAITH, I’m Trusting God NO matter what!

This is what Charles Stanley is saying on the podcast right now: Matthew 8:8 and it’s about GOD now. . . Yes, 8:8 is my Emily’s Birthday, so this is more present and powerful for me than ever. It’s almost like my Daughter came to me to teach me this lesson. And she fought for 6 years to get to me. I knew someone was coming when Maryanne told me in High School. 

Yes, again I’m back in High School, the Prodigal who wouldn’t accept of believe anything was from God, Even though I had already exploited everything I was ever given . . Wow.