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The sister sat across from me in a big chair, her face expressionless, in spite of the fantastic tale I was weaving on how I ended up in her office. It was my first official inquiry into the Catholic Church and my first conversation with a Catholic nun.
I knew I wasn’t supposed to receive communion in a Catholic Church but I was so eager I asked her if it was OK if I received communion at the Presbyterian church on the corner. ‘No’, she said, ‘Catholics are the only ones who believe is Christ’s Real Presence in the Eucharist.’
‘That’s strange’, I thought and I finished up our conversation and went on my way.
Later that afternoon, I was stopped at a stop light contemplating what I had just heard, and I thought to myself, ‘Why not?’ And that is when I first believed in the Real Presence. It was a gift from God, and not anything I did by myself.
When did you first believe in the Real Presence?
I knew I wasn’t supposed to receive communion in a Catholic Church but I was so eager I asked her if it was OK if I received communion at the Presbyterian church on the corner. ‘No’, she said, ‘Catholics are the only ones who believe is Christ’s Real Presence in the Eucharist.’
‘That’s strange’, I thought and I finished up our conversation and went on my way.
Later that afternoon, I was stopped at a stop light contemplating what I had just heard, and I thought to myself, ‘Why not?’ And that is when I first believed in the Real Presence. It was a gift from God, and not anything I did by myself.
When did you first believe in the Real Presence?
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