Closing out this year’s Octave of Prayer for Christian Unity, I wanted to share this older reflection of mine from 2011. My gratitude only continues to grow. Let us join with Jesus’ prayer, Ut Unum Sint.
Growing up in northern New Jersey, I had little contact with the Evangelical culture common in parts of “Bible Belt,” exurban, rural America. Prayer was not commonly uttered in the public sphere, there was no presumption of church attendance, and large, modern “mega-churches” did not dot the landscape. All of these things I would observe later in life, as service in the Army took me to other parts of our nation.
I was raised in the Catholic Church, faithfully attending weekly Mass with my family, preparing for sacraments, and even helping out in small ways as a church musician and altar server. Yet my outward “faith” was rather empty. I had had the initial conversion of baptism, but not the second conversion of heart of which the Catechism of the Catholic Church speaks.
Then in high school, a friend invited me to her church ”an independent fundamentalist Baptist church, to be precise. This was an entirely new experience. Read more here…