Do listen to it.
I love middle-of-the-night revelations. Just something thrilling about them.
Oh my goodness. I tried to write something inspiring, but I have too much energy to harness it, and after I’ve read over what I wrote, I’ve realized it hardly makes any sense, but here’s the simple gist of it all.
I am Catholic. No, Catholicism is not my religious affiliation, it is my identity. I’m not only attached to it, but I really am certain that I’m in love with it. Don’t think of it as a far off, lofty, saintly thing—even though that’s admirable that’s not it. It’s just that while I was considering why I was Catholic (story about that later), I think I figured out the reason. It’s not just because it’s reasonable, there are lots of intelligent, reasonable people who aren’t Catholic, but because it’s so breathtaking. Catholicism for me has been something real, beautiful, and simply amazing. It has been an absolute adventure. I love stories and Catholicism and Christianity has given me the best of them all. Simply indescribable.
The link is there because it has been part of the inspiration, and I must say one more thing about this experience. I felt as if the King of the Universe has wooed me. I believe it’s so, and no one can convince me otherwise.
