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
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
COMING BACK HOME
By Billy Gillespie
Life was good. Or so I thought. I was living in New York City on the upper Westside with my new bride, and working as an actor. Maybe you have seen one of my award winning performances: Dunking my face into a bowl of baked beans, singing into a chunk of Velveeta cheese, talking with a mouth full of cookies, or maybe as the bright neon orange and green live version the very popular toy at the time, “Big Frank.” As well as in film, TV shows, theatre, and something very dear to me, Third Rail Comedy, the sketch comedy group I was a founding member of. One of our reviews at the time said we were “rude, crude and lewd.” We considered that a badge of honor. I was auditioning or filming during the day and performing sketch comedy in clubs at night. Yes, life was good. But let me back up a bit.
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).”
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!
I suppose that after reading my reversion story that it would not be a surprise of my devotion and love of the Hoy Spirit. The fire that burned so intensely, yet so lovingly in my heart and enlighten my mind with
While reading a few articles reaction to “Amoris Laetita,” “The Joy Of Love” by Pope Francis, I was struck by one mention, “individual conscience educated in church teaching must guide their decisions.” Which took me to my life before my reversion back to the church.
My individual conscience was definitely not rooted in church teaching but squarely in the world. My moral compass was out of whack. Continue reading What Is Truth?