Feeling comfort from the cross for the first time

There are some things you should know about me and Jesus.I was twelve years old in 1964. On Good Friday of that year, I was just about ready to set out on my bike for the services at St. Rita’s Church when my mother mentioned in passing that Jesus wasn’t Catholic. What a shock!If Jesus wasn’t Catholic, then why all the fuss about having Protestant friends? And why hadn’t anyone told me before that he was Jewish?I felt like I had been scammed and now I’d have to recalibrate everything I knew … [Read more...]


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