Asking questions…

*I began this post on a Sunday evening, my sister and I spoke on Monday – as we visited, she asked what started all of this ~ me looking at the Traditional Latin Mass.  I think everyone has the same questions, what starts a journey, what starts the questions ~ here is what began my questions, my journey…

It began simply ~ all of these events happened right around the same time ~ my niece gave me a Brown Scapular, 2 other nieces (same family) sent me home with books to borrow -  The Children of Fatima and St Joan of Arc, and I went to the required meeting for Religious Education teachers and helpers (I am a helper this year) at my Church.  At the meeting we were given a booklet about wording changes coming about in the Church to bring the translation closer to the Latin wording.

And then the questions began…

My dear husband has listened, my daughter has listened, my sister has listened, my closest friend has listened, and God has listened nonstop to my questions.

For the first time in my life, I have been Blessed with a spiritual Father to ask my questions of, to guide me as I grow and learn in my Faith.  These questions aren’t easy, their answers aren’t easy.  It would be much easier to stay put, stay where I have been, stay where I am comfortable.  Yet I am not satisfied with the comfortable.  The questions keep coming, the tears come when I am not expecting them, and with every “new” thought I read about my Faith, I am comforted.  I am seeking answers, and I am slowly finding them which bring about even more questions.

My first visit with the Priest at the local Traditional Latin Church left me with a list of daily to do’s.  A way to start my day, a way to end my day, and Prayers to keep my day going.  “Do you say your morning prayers?” I was asked.  I answered that my youngest and I do say a morning prayer. “But do you say your morning prayers?”  I was asked again.  With my answer of no, he quickly produced a prayer card with the Morning Offering.  I left with books on loan to learn about our beautiful Faith, and guidance to make haste slowly, pray for a Holy love, and prudence.  Make haste slowly…that’s a tough one.  I’m the all or nothing kind of girl.

Here I am, making haste slowly.  I am praying, I am trying to be quiet to listen, and I am learning. Oh the most wonderful things I am learning!

I do start my day and end my day in Prayer, it is a habit I am instilling for myself.  Thanking our Lord for what he is showing me, gifting me, and for the unconditional love He is giving me.  I know I am not alone as these questions race through my head and heart.

A friend and I have talked about some of the differences in the New Mass, and the Traditional Mass.  I am not able to answer all the questions either of us has, but what I am given is the Faith to be ok with that right now.  I am Trusting that the Lord is blessing me with all that I need right now.

Act of Faith ~ page 30 of the Baltimore Catechism

O my God! I firmly believe that Thou art one God in three divine persons, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; I believe that Thy divine Son became man, and died for our sins, and that He will come to judge the living and the dead. I believe these and all the truths which the Holy Catholic Church teaches, because Thou hast revealed them, Who canst neither deceive nor be deceived.