I knew that my first prayer as a Catholic would be an interior one, and I hoped that it would be something beautiful, something profound, something almost, note that I say almost, good enough for this wonderful event.
That, however, is not what happened. My first prayer as
a Catholic was neither beautiful nor profound.
My sponsor was a young woman, just a few years older than me, who lived in the same building. Because she was a bit nervous, she chomped on bubble gum during the rites. I don't think Fr. Conroy was impressed.
And so, this is what I prayed inwardly as the water was poured over my head:
"Please, Lord, don't let her pop a bubble!"
3 comments:
I'm picturing it in my mind. I think you exercised the Capital Virtue of Prudence as your first act as a Catholic. Good job!
No concern is too small for prayer. Happy anniversary. As a cradle, I have only five years on you. :-)
Your prayer was an act of charity - very auspicious for entering the Faith. God bless you.
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