Familiar Nerves

So, this weekend was a HUGE deal for myself and fellow Catechumens and Candidates as both the Rite of Election & Rite of Enrollment took place. This was definitely a step, or maybe even a leap forward in my faith journey. As amazing as it was to be surrounded by fellow RCIA members and family and friends, I had this familiar nervous feeling. I compared these "familiar nerves" to those I felt on my wedding day and the day I graduated from college-obviously, two of the most important days of my life (aside from my daughter being born).  On Saturday, as I walked up to the altar to sign the Book of the Elect, I could barely hold the pen steady, and then on Sunday when I walked up to shake Bishop Stika's hand, I almost forgot where I lived when he asked me.. On a side note, he asked me where I was from because he didn't think I had Southern accent. It must have been the nerves talking, because I usually speak with a pretty pronounced southern drawl. I quickly realized that I wasn't alone as I overheard the young woman in front of me talking about how she forgot where she went to school when the Bishop asked. Despite the nerves, it was a truly awesome experience for everyone involved, including my sponsor, along with my husband and daughter who were there supporting me. The cherry on top was having my picture made with my daughter and Bishop Stika! My daughter also quickly made friends with some sisters at the reception that followed, and they even invited her to come visit them some time. I'm pretty sure this was her favorite part.:)

 For those of you who are like "what in the world is Rite of Election and Rite of Enrollment?" This link is for you: Rite of Election



And as always, I like to add a little bit of tunage to my posts. For some reason, this song popped into my head following tonight's Rite of Election:

I Adopted a Priest!

I know, I know, the concept of "adopting" a priest probably seems strange to most. How did I manage to "adopt" a priest you ask? I just happened to be searching online for ideas of things to do for Lent, and came across the idea of adopting a priest. What does adopting a priest entail? I've committed myself to praying daily for the priest assigned to me. I had been waiting a couple of weeks or more to receive the information on my assigned priest, so I was so happy to wake up to the email this morning! I did a bit of research on the priest assigned to me and learned that he is a cancer survivor! This is just another step in my faith journey, and thus far the most important lesson I'm learning is that it's not all about me. :)