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gilliam
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(CNN)I remember the day I stopped praying. It was the day after my little brother, Jimmy, died of cancer. He was 25. I was so angry at God.
I was 27 at the time, and, like most young people I had stopped going to church. But, on that day – that terrible day – I desperately needed to understand why God took my brother. I called the nearest Catholic church, looking for a priest. A lady picked up the phone. “Can I talk with Father?” I asked.
I wish I could say her answer was “yes.”
Instead, she asked me if I was a member of that particular parish. “Does it matter?” I asked. (At the time I lived far from my home parish.) I don’t remember how she responded, but the answer about my being able to see Father was clearly no.
I don’t know if all Catholic churches would have shut me out, but I figured, at the time, it was part of the long list of rules the Vatican required Catholic leaders to follow. I cried for a bit, then decided I would never ask God for anything. Clearly, his conduits on Earth did not have time for me – a lifelong Catholic – and sinner – so why would he?
Ever since, I’ve considered myself a lapsed Catholic.
Until Pope Francis.
read the rest:
cnn.com/2015/04/10/living/carol-francis-effect/
Seems to be relevant as we talk about mercy.
I was 27 at the time, and, like most young people I had stopped going to church. But, on that day – that terrible day – I desperately needed to understand why God took my brother. I called the nearest Catholic church, looking for a priest. A lady picked up the phone. “Can I talk with Father?” I asked.
I wish I could say her answer was “yes.”
Instead, she asked me if I was a member of that particular parish. “Does it matter?” I asked. (At the time I lived far from my home parish.) I don’t remember how she responded, but the answer about my being able to see Father was clearly no.
I don’t know if all Catholic churches would have shut me out, but I figured, at the time, it was part of the long list of rules the Vatican required Catholic leaders to follow. I cried for a bit, then decided I would never ask God for anything. Clearly, his conduits on Earth did not have time for me – a lifelong Catholic – and sinner – so why would he?
Ever since, I’ve considered myself a lapsed Catholic.
Until Pope Francis.
read the rest:
cnn.com/2015/04/10/living/carol-francis-effect/
Seems to be relevant as we talk about mercy.