In 1978 when the Grace I received in Baptism, specifically to make me "born again," a child of God, a sister to Christ, a soul espoused to the Bridegroom, broke open in my heart. God made Himself known to my intellect and heart and I was permanently changed, most of you know what I mean. My ears and eyes were now open to the Divine, even though it took quite awhile, years and sins and sorrows, before I informed my will that we were on the true Way, whether my will liked it or not.
I thank God and Thomas Merton, a flawed but holy man, whose writings made me dizzy when I discovered them as a college student. This is also the anniversary of his death in 1968, and I "accepted Jesus" (as other Christians say) ten years afterwards to the day, although I didn't discover that until much later.
All you holy men and women, ora pro nobis!
(HT for picture to The Boar's Head Tavern, a lively group of Christians, mostly Evangelical.)
2 comments:
Rejoicing with you TZ!!
". . .it took quite awhile, years and sins and sorrows, before I informed my will that we were on the true Way, whether my will liked it or not."
So well put!
What a long way Christ has brought you in that time. You are a worthy witness of the grace of God.
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