Finding a new home
a San Diego sunset last week |
I won't blame anyone but myself. I just don't really know how to get back into it. It's not that I've lost my faith, or I've stopped believing, but I have become a bad Catholic. My prayers are few and far between. I don't attend mass unless I'm visiting my parents in Orange County. I lead a selfish life. I rarely pray the rosary. I haven't been to confession in a very, very long time although I know it's mandatory to attend once a year (I had a very bad experience last time, which turned me off it).
I've decided this week to find a church in Los Angeles. This is very difficult for me - when I was in college, I tried out a couple churches, even participating in the on-campus ministry - but nothing really clicked for me. Coming from a family of six, it's sometimes hard to attend mass alone. I watch the other families, couples, and friends together and it makes me feel isolated. I like holding my mom's hand during mass, putting my head on my brother's shoulder, or rubbing my sister's back while listening to the readings. I love being surrounded by families who feel as close as blood, talking with priests who have known me for years, and listening to a music ministry I have come to really enjoy.
This past year has been all about bettering myself, about slowly transforming into the person I want to be. Of course, this will be a work in progress my entire life. I've decided that I'm not going to wait any longer - I will once again be a regular at mass. I will try to live my life in Christ. I will count my blessings, show kindness to everyone, and do good.
I will find where I belong.