"...that you may declare the wonderful deeds of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light." 1 Peter 2:9
ABOUT ME
Seven years ago I was lost in the abyss of drug addiction, wandering the streets of San Francisco homeless and all alone. The only thing I thought about was where my next fix of heroin was going to come from. The veins in my arms suffered the repeated blows of dull, splintered needles, and my clothes stuck to me like a second skin. I ate out of garbage cans and slept on cardboard in doorways. I held a cardboard sign at the intersection, begged for a few dollars from passing motorists. My mind was consumed with self seeking and distorted thoughts. I had endured 18 years of hell, and I thought it would never end. I was pushed to the brink of despair, seriously contemplating suicide, but something in me refused to give up.
Then through a miraculous series of divine circumstances Jesus led me directly to His Church, and to the healing of body and soul. The journey would be a tough one, wrought with pain and loss. It was the loss of self love, of surrendering the illusion of self-sufficiency, and humbling my arrogance.
God had crashed into my existence. He stooped down to me, broke me down, only to build me back up again. He came to dwell within me through The Most Holy Eucharist. He resided in all the wretchedness of my being and I was transformed. His yoke was easy and His burden, light. He had come into me and taken my heart of stone...He had replaced it with a heart of flesh.....
This is the beginning of my journey. It is a love story that the world has heard so many times, and yet, forgotten.
He lifts up the lowly. He dwells near the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
He beckons us to come to Him, come to His Church. He is there in the Eucharist. Really, truly there.
He is waiting for you.
Then through a miraculous series of divine circumstances Jesus led me directly to His Church, and to the healing of body and soul. The journey would be a tough one, wrought with pain and loss. It was the loss of self love, of surrendering the illusion of self-sufficiency, and humbling my arrogance.
God had crashed into my existence. He stooped down to me, broke me down, only to build me back up again. He came to dwell within me through The Most Holy Eucharist. He resided in all the wretchedness of my being and I was transformed. His yoke was easy and His burden, light. He had come into me and taken my heart of stone...He had replaced it with a heart of flesh.....
This is the beginning of my journey. It is a love story that the world has heard so many times, and yet, forgotten.
He lifts up the lowly. He dwells near the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
He beckons us to come to Him, come to His Church. He is there in the Eucharist. Really, truly there.
He is waiting for you.
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II. THE LAY FAITHFUL 900
900 Since, like all the faithful, lay Christians are entrusted by God with the apostolate by virtue of their Baptism and Confirmation, they have the right and duty, individually or grouped in associations, to work so that the divine message of salvation may be known and accepted by all men throughout the earth. This duty is the more pressing when it is only through them that men can hear the Gospel and know Christ. Their activity in ecclesial communities is so necessary that, for the most part, the apostolate of the pastors cannot be fully effective without it.
(Catechism of the Catholic Church, Section 900)
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