Eight Years

Though I just posted tonight, I decided to put this topic on a separate post, since it covers a completely different topic.

Today is the eighth anniversary of my sister's and my baptism into the Catholic Church. We had grown up in a Catholic/Jewish home, but we weren't very religious in either sect. When I turned ten, my mom decided she wanted to join the Catholic Church and my sister and I began to go to religious education classes. At first I wasn't sure I wanted to join (I have always disliked change, as most people probably do). However, as I learned about Christianity, and Catholicism in particular, I became excited to come into the Church. That Easter Vigil, my mom had the "grand slam" (baptism, first communion, and Confirmation). It was wonderful to see her receive the sacraments for the first time and I eagerly waited for my turn. On May 6, my sister Hannah and I were baptized and received our first communion. As I knelt with my family after my baptism, I knew that I was in the right place, exactly where God wanted me. Today, I remember my special day and thank God for that beautiful time in my life and my spiritual journey which I have shared with Him these eight years.

God Bless,

Mandy