Thursday, October 13, 2011
As I stood on playground duty today, looking up at the "Heritage Building" at school, and the church, I was struck by the crosses on the roof.
I swear I was also watching the kids, I can multi-task...be on duty and day dream...I'm good at that!
The crosses struck a chord with me because I was hit with a very forceful realization that I love being 'A Catholic'.
I do not for one moment profess to be a 'Good Catholic' (and only Catholics will really understand what that means).
I never went to a Catholic school. But until I left home at 18 I went to Mass with my family every weekend.
I did go to a Catholic teachers' college...now it is a university.
It was called McAuley College way back when I was one of its students.
Now it is Australian Catholic University...or ACU.
And that was the first time in all of my schooling that I felt at home.
It was a perfect fit for me.
I finally felt like I fitted in.
I'd never felt that before.
And in every Catholic School that I taught at thereafter (six so far) I've felt the same thing.
I don't go Mass every weekend anymore.
But I do love being in the church.
Being Catholic is a huge part of who I am.
I may look like a part-time Catholic.
But on the inside, I'm 100% full-time Catholic.
And I'm very proud of that.
Posted by Thea at 10:10 PM