Two nights ago I had a dream, or possibly a nightmare, about going through with it. By it I mean converting to Catholicism.
My life was ruined from a secular standpoint. I was more or less disowned by family and friends. I was stuck in my dead end job as all my references turned their backs on me due to being anti-Catholic, and my degree and countless accolades were worth nothing.
That said, I was still joyful. I was still able to function, because of one thing and one thing only, the Eucharist.
Weird dream to have in the Jubilee Year of Saint Paul with the catch phrase "called to conversion". Perhaps it's too much EWTN, too much Phatmass, to much reading of Scott Hahn's excellent apologetics. Perhaps it's something more though.
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