my conversion to Catholicism.
I was on the train one afternoon when a girl in her mid-to-late teens walked into the car with some tracts, or pamphlets. She approached the woman sitting right across from me and said,
"I hope you don't mind my asking, but are you a Christian?"
"No," said the woman, "I'm a Catholic."
I didn't know whether to cry, or throw up! I wanted to say something, but I wasn't sure I had the right words. While I waited for the girl to reach me, I prayed for the right words, and for the guts to speak them.
After awhile, the girl came to me, and asked me the same question.
I answered, "Yes, I am a Christian. I'm a Catholic." It was just a little thing, but
I'll always be glad I spoke up.
You can be a Christian without being a Catholic, but you can't be a
Catholic without being a Christian.
5 comments:
"No," said the woman, "I'm a Catholic."
Oh dear.
You did the right thing.
Oh my. Good for you for speaking up.
I probably would have answered just as you did, because usually the next question is, "Oh, what church do you attend?" I would head off such small talk right away.
But, in a perfect world, it would be enough to identify as Christian without naming churches.
But what did *she* say????? :)
@ Kathleen:
She didn't say anything. She just went on to the next person.
My guess is that she had been instructed not to "waste time" with
people who didn't want to take a tract.
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