I was in mortal sin for virtually all of my adult life. Yet, when I got on my knees late in the evening at age 59 and turned it all over to Him because I was 2 days away from suicide, He responded to me literally the next morning. That day, in July 2013, was the day I planned to leave my house and take a plane to where I was going to blow my brains out.
As a new convert to to Roman Catholicism, I have not yet been confirmed or had first confession and, therefore, I’m unable to take communion. So, I’m STILL in mortal sin. Yet God is everywhere around me. I feel His love at daily mass and all through my day. I feel it in my wife’s gaze, my step-daughter’s trust and confidence, and my appreciation for another glorious sunset. It’s in my 6 dogs welcoming affection when I come home from a 15 minute errand, in the patience of my bible study group, and the warmth of the Angelus and evening prayer.
I’m no theologian and certainly no apologist. But I, a guilty, mortal sinner, know God’s love when I feel it.