"'Pssst… Hey kid, c' mere. Wanna hear a secret?'
"This greeting should send chills down the
spine of any parent, right? Under normal circumstances I'd agree, but
what if it involved . . . say, a little time travel? And instead of a
complete stranger, it was middle-aged me approaching a gawky,
12-year-old, pimply-faced version of myself?
"You're thinking I've been sampling the legalized weed that is regrettably ubiquitous in my home state of Colorado.
"In truth, I occasionally like to
reimagine what my life might look like if I could have a heart-to-heart
with that 12-year-old kid I used to be. What if I could share with her
all that I've learned about the beauty and genius of the Catholic
Church? What if I could shake her and tell her to take a plunge into the
depth of her faith?"
In a recent commentary, writer Mary Jo Gerd reflected on things about the Catholic faith she wishes she had learned as a child (including the importance of meeting the Church Fathers, of reading the Baltimore Catechism, and of frequently baring one's soul in the confessional).
To access Ms. Gerd's complete post, please visit:
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