My first step

After a hiatus of close to 2 decades, I've finally stepped back into church.

It is the Fifteenth Sunday of the Year - Bible Sunday. The priest spoke of repentence and faith. I felt right at home all over again. He spoke of the gospels, and love, as well as sacrifice. Looking back, I wish I had completed my holy communion. I recall Fr Fossion driving his vintage car to pick us kids up for cathecism class when I was all but 10 years old. He was a kind man with a twinkle in his eye as he read out the bible to us. I never completed the course. It seemed a long winding downhill road ever since.

This is probably one of the biggest first steps I've ever taken in my life. It feels completely right.

Have a blessed week..