Well, we are officially Catholic! Here is a photo of our family with the priest who confirmed us. You can see the shine of the chrism on our heads. We have been confirmed and took our first communion today.
Since we didn’t invite any family (it would not have been pleasant for either us or for them), the priest invited some people to be witness, including some converts to Catholicism. One of the members of the parish has a husband who’s a PCA elder, so she knew exactly where we were coming from. It was wonderful to be welcomed by Christ’s family, especially people who could understand what we are giving up in order to be Catholic.
After we stopped off for a nice Catholic lunch (fish & chips at a nearby tavern that’s famous for it), we went to the Catholic bookstore where Dave had been buying some of the books he read on his journey. The woman who owns the bookstore has been praying for us since he first started expressing interest in the ancient church. Through his EO phase and even after our becoming Anglican, she kept insisting, “No, you must be Catholic!” and sure enough, her prayers were effective. In fact, the day I told Dave I knew we needed to be Catholic, she was the first person I thought of. It’s such a tribute to the power of prayer. We enjoyed some coffee and pastries with her and bought some rosaries for ourselves and catechisms for the children.
Thank you all for your encouragement and prayers. It is great to be part of such a worldwide community of faith. I feel very blessed to be here and I look forward to a lifetime of encouraging and being encouraged.
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.