Falcone's Crossroads

Where This Meets That

Re-blogging this post in celebration of Holy Thursday, the day we celebrate Jesus’s institution of the Holy Eucharist.

Falcone's Crossroads

I converted from Methodism to Catholicism in eighth grade.

I was drawn to the Catholic Church for several hard-to-define reasons. My mother is Methodist and my father Catholic. My father had, at the time, recently found new spark in his church. He and I didn’t have the best relationship then, and perhaps I saw an opportunity for deeper bonding.  At the same time, I didn’t feel like my Methodist Sunday School teachings were hitting an appropriate depth.  It’s hard to explain, since I was only finishing up elementary school, but I felt an intrinsic mystique from the Catholic Church whenever I happened to attend Mass.

One of the central mysteries of the Catholic faith – and one of the most impossible to “think oneself into” – is the belief of Christ’s “real presence” in the Eucharist; we Catholics believe that God transforms the bread and wine at Mass…

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This entry was posted on March 28, 2013 by in Philosophers' Row.
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