Years before my spiritual world was rocked and I had my life changing experience that led me back to the fullness and beauty of the Catholic Church, I realized that I didn’t know or like who I was. So I began the journey inward to discover who I was and find reconciliation. What I didn’t realize was, that I was preparing my soil.
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A man finding his betrothed already with child by another, was planning on leaving her. He went ballistic on Facebook, Twitter and other social media shaming and humiliating her in every way possible. The perfect way to seek his revenge and the perfect way for him to save face.
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I don’t recall the exact liturgical date that the Holy Spirit invaded my innermost being in a most frightening yet extraordinarily loving way, that brought me back into the fulness of the Catholic Church, the Church that Jesus began. I was so overcome
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Christ is risen!
Yea, I know the Catholic Church teaches that, but how can that be? It’s all stories right. Go ahead, list your reasons why you don’t believe, why you’re not sure, why it doesn’t matter to you, why you don’t feel like thinking about it. Add in your ill feelings toward the Catholic Church and what they teach, how they are out of step with the world and how they have to catch up with reality. Yes. I completely understand. Because that’s what I thought. Continue reading Truth
Music is subjective. A song that hits you at the core of your being could just be fingernails on a chalkboard to another. Disco was fingernails on the chalkboard for me. I couldn’t change the station on the radio quick enough. When punk music hit the scene I was hoping it would be the death of disco. I didn’t care for the antics that went along with punk music but I loved the raw energy it delivered.
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After everyone slowly made their way out, in silence, I sat alone in the reconciliation chapel of the Cathedral unable to move. Sitting in that uncomfortable wooden chair, the back of my head leaning against the thick cement wall, I felt isolated and removed from all existence.
Continue reading Search for Redemption – A Glimpse of Hell
If you’ve read my reversion story you know I was searching everywhere for meaning in my life. Searching for myself. I finally succumbed to the longing in my heart and made a concerted effort to attend Mass on a regular basis and would ask myself the same question over and over. “There has got to be something more to this (Mass) than just this (what I am seeing).”
Continue reading Why I Must Follow Christ
I am Confused. Perplexed. I am unable to comprehend the state of race relations in our country at this moment in time. I can’t help but think back to seventh grade, the first year of forced busing where I grew up in Florida. In my reversion story I confess that I was an
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There are times when you can hear a reading over and over again and then one day, wham!
On the feast of the Transfiguration of the Lord, I was in morning mass, and like a cold hard slap in the face, the Holy Spirit said, listen up Billy. It happened on the first line of the second reading.
2 Peter 1:16-19.“ We did not follow cleverly devised myths.” Thwap!
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I went to confession the other day and was given penance of saying the prayer for priestly vocations. I was inspired to share and I’m Including it below.
Continue reading The Perfect Medicine