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That is wonderful!!! I like it so much I may steal it from you!the Catholic church is like beef jerky. you have to chew and chew and chew to get the flavor out. but once it gets going the flavor is incredible!
That is wonderful!!! I like it so much I may steal it from you!the Catholic church is like beef jerky. you have to chew and chew and chew to get the flavor out. but once it gets going the flavor is incredible!
Actually, that kind of explains a lot. She was telling me how much she used to obsess over sin and would beat herself up if she came close to what she even thought might be a sin, almost like scruples. Maybe like you felt? So maybe as she got older she got away from that kind of church thinking.Nazarenes consider themselves distinct from most other Protestants - in that they are “holiness” people. This means no smoking, drinking, and going with those that do those things. Their doctrines teach separation from the world and abstaining from things “not to the glory of God”. Well, this would include just about everything! I won’t go into the havoc of my life as a Nazarene! Suffice it to say that since I was not supposed to be a sinner anymore but rather holy I fell short. And the more it bothered me the more depressed I became. There was no way out. I couldn’t be that Holy. On the other side of the coin, most evangelical Protestants don’t think they’re sinners anymore and those that do, presume upon the Grace of God without being penitent.
What does all this have to do with your friend? Well, nothing, I hope! The word “Nazarene” evokes some memories of lost years.
In your friend’s case, it may be a lot different. Her age and experience have a lot to do with it. And…the fact that she “felt God’s presence” in the Catholic Church - well, that says something. As far as your fears about the Priest being old, etc…I think a solemn Mass may be refreshing in contrast to an upbeat protestant/nazarene service.
Regards,
Don
Beautiful story!My husband and I were extremely involved evangelical Protestants for over 40 years. When my youngest daughter was in high school, she was a member of a world-ranked synchronized skating team that practiced in the Big City 65 miles away from our hometown. Her practice times were Saturday and Sunday from 5:30 AM -1: PM. (There were other practice times during the week–it was and still is one of the best teams in the world.)
That meant we couldn’t attend our Protestant church on Sunday mornings. We tried going to church in a church near the rink in the Big City, but spent most of the service wondering if our daughter was alright. (Synchronized skating is dangerous, and it’s better if a parent is around when there is an accident. Our older daughter had to be taken to the ER when she was bladed in the nose; thankfully Daddy was there to take her.)
So one weekend I announced that I would go to the Catholic Church down the road, since they had a Saturday EVENING service. (We didn’t know at the time that it’s not a “service.”)
My husband and I went to the Catholic Church, and said, “We should keep doing this. The Bible says that we’re not supposed to forsake assembling ourselves together with other believers. Even though it’s Catholic, it’s still Christian, and it’s important that we obey God’s Word, even if we don’t agree with everything they teach.”
Bottom Line–we started attending Mass out of OBEDIENCE to God’s Word. We had always been taught to obey God’s Word, and we did so.
And God honored that obedience.
We went week after week, seldom missing a mass. Within a few weeks, we made an appointment to talk to one of the priests, and asked him to explain all that was happening in the mass, and what a Protestant could and couldn’t do. (We knew we shouldn’t take the Communion.)
He recommended that we attend the church’s Apologetics Class, which we did, and discovered that the teacher was a former member of one of the evangelical churches we had attended!
Within a few months, we both “recognized” Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament. I think we recognized Him all along, but prejudice against Catholic teaching prevented us from admitting it. But we had known Him as Savior and Lord since childhood, so of course we recognized Jesus when we saw Him, even though He was “veiled” as Bread and Wine.
It was so exciting to see Jesus, even veiled. If I may make an analogy, it was like recognizing your favorite movie star in an airport! But Jesus is so much more than a mere movie star! He is the LORD.
I think both of us said the same thing–“It is the LORD!”
That’s when we really started studying the Catholic Church–when we KNEW that Jesus was there waiting for us.
I think if Protestants had the opportunity to attend mass, many of them would also “recognize” Jesus, their Lord and Savior. After all, it’s really, truly HIM! It’s not just a “teaching,” it’s HIM!
The problem is, many Protestants are committed to various ministries in their own churches, and they simply can’t miss those ministries for more than a few weeks. (E.g., Sunday School teacher, Children’s Church teacher, choir member, nursery aide, kitchen helper, communion preparation, etc.). So they might go to a Catholic Church once for a wedding, but they simply aren’t going to go week after week.
We are very thankful that our daughters were synchronized skaters, otherwise, we might never have visited the Catholic Church! Isn’t it neat the way God worked that out for us?
There is more to the story than that. About a year after we started going to mass at the Catholic Church, we were kicked out of our evangelical church when a woman pastor made accusations against me that were not true. (A year later, she was fired after being caught in a lie.) It was terrible, awful, but thank God, He had a Church all ready for us!
BTW, both of my daughters attend Catholic churches, even though they aren’t Catholic. But in recent months, both of them have stated that they think they should become Catholic.
So my theory might be true. Get Protestants to come to mass week after week, and they will see the same Jesus that they “accepted into their hearts.”
What do you think of my theory?
BTW, since that time, many Protestant churches have started doing Saturday evening services. So if God’s timing hadn’t been perfect, my husband and I might have started attending a Sat. night Protestant service, and we would have missed coming home. Again, thank God!
Who or what is dh? I’m clueless.When I took dh for his first mass he was amazed at how similar it was to Lutheran MO synod services. He said it was more reverent than the Lutheran Church and he liked it better…
When I took him to a healing mass he became visably moved by the experience…guess they don’t do those in the Lutheran Church…
DH = Dear Husband.Who or what is dh? I’m clueless.
Oh my goodness… !!! Aahh!! You should see my face right now… a full mix of emotions. I love your story!! A huge smile!!! I cried too!! Happy tears of course… but also sad tears because of what all the other Protestants are missing, they are missing Jesus Christ in a real substantial way.My husband and I were extremely involved evangelical Protestants for over 40 years. …
That meant we couldn’t attend our Protestant church on Sunday mornings. We tried going to church in a church near the rink in the Big City, but spent most of the service wondering if our daughter was alright. …
So one weekend I announced that I would go to the Catholic Church down the road, since they had a Saturday EVENING service…
My husband and I went to the Catholic Church, and said, "We should keep doing this. The Bible says that we’re not supposed to forsake assembling ourselves together with other believers. …
Bottom Line–we started attending Mass out of OBEDIENCE to God’s Word. We had always been taught to obey God’s Word, and we did so.
And God honored that obedience.
…
Within a few months, we both “recognized” Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament. I think we recognized Him all along, but prejudice against Catholic teaching prevented us from admitting it. But we had known Him as Savior and Lord since childhood, so of course we recognized Jesus when we saw Him, even though He was “veiled” as Bread and Wine.
It was so exciting to see Jesus, even veiled. If I may make an analogy, it was like recognizing your favorite movie star in an airport! But Jesus is so much more than a mere movie star! He is the LORD.
I think both of us said the same thing–“It is the LORD!”
That’s when we really started studying the Catholic Church–when we KNEW that Jesus was there waiting for us.
I think if Protestants had the opportunity to attend mass, many of them would also “recognize” Jesus, their Lord and Savior. After all, it’s really, truly HIM! It’s not just a “teaching,” it’s HIM!
…
We are very thankful that our daughters were synchronized skaters, otherwise, we might never have visited the Catholic Church! Isn’t it neat the way God worked that out for us?
…
BTW, both of my daughters attend Catholic churches, even though they aren’t Catholic. But in recent months, both of them have stated that they think they should become Catholic.
So my theory might be true. Get Protestants to come to mass week after week, and they will see the same Jesus that they “accepted into their hearts.”
What do you think of my theory?
BTW, since that time, many Protestant churches have started doing Saturday evening services. So if God’s timing hadn’t been perfect, my husband and I might have started attending a Sat. night Protestant service, and we would have missed coming home. Again, thank God!


Out of all the Catholic Masses that I have attended, I find that St Thomas More Parish in Chicago has a very reverent Mass.If you find a good, reverent Mass, would you please share it with some of us?
I remember wondering what was going on at my first Mass, a Wedding of some adult friends.

Alleluia! Praise God! I love conversion stories and hearing how different people have found the Full Truth within the Catholic Church; the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church that Jesus Christ founded on Peter the Rock!Well…Nazarene and Baptist! Two very different doctrinal systems. If she was exclusively Nazarene - she’d be “stuck in the mud” like so many others. I was originally with the Nazarene church, then because military assignments all over I mixed with Baptists and other denominations. I can remember saying in those early Nazarene years _ "I’ll never leave the Nazarene Truth (church). Well, I’ve done it. Never say never. I’ve been through all the doctrines in Protestantism being left dry in the wilderness until I found The Truth in the Holy Catholic Church!
Pax and Best Regards,
Don
For those who do not believe me, read the book of Revelations… study it, and read it again (but without any preconceived notions such as “only trials & tribulations” or being “left behind”), then read it again… then attend a Catholic Mass. You will see and believe! It would also be good to read some Scott Hahn books, especially “The Lamb’s Supper.”I took my baptist roommate to mass with me about a month ago. All I told him beforehand was to not receive communion.
He did alright, although he didn’t know what to do. Just make sure your friend has a missal and (s)he should do fine.
Oh, afterwards, my roommate said that he’d like to go again but ‘doesn’t want to make a habit out of it’
-Penitant
