Hey this is Ty, the other half of the Stelting clan on this blog (the not so pretty half). This previous week I was lucky enough to be
Baptized and Confirmed into the Catholic Church. My experiences with the
Catholic Church before this were full of “mysteries” and questioning the sanity
of this institution. I decided that, to rationalize this, I needed to join a
process that would allow me to understand this chanting and crazy body and
blood thing they call communion. I joined RCIA and now I completely understand
why we do the things we do and I have no clue why I didn’t do this sooner!
First off, I joined the RCIA process to
become a catholic and get our marriage blessed. I had no real drive to
Catholicism because it seemed like the same thing to me as compared to other
churches. Once they started showing me the meaning behind the rituals, sacraments,
and prayers, I began to understand that Catholicism is not just a religion.
It’s a way of life. The meaningfulness, love, and hope that I have gained
through Christ and his Church has manifested itself through the Catholic faith
and ways of teaching. I used to think that Catholics were all these tests and
memorizations just to get to stand up and get bread. However, it is not, we now
get to understand the true meaning behind the Eucharist (communion) and the
meaning behind the Creed. It changed my life like no other organization has.
Now that I have that all out in the open, I
really wanted to talk about Holy Week. Holy Week is the last week of lent that
is truly sacred and an emotional time for us. There are three ceremonies that I
was able to go to but there is importance in every day. I will talk about each
and every one that I went to and how it was able to help me feel closer to
Jesus and what he went through and the meaning that it had for me.
Palm Sunday
On Palm Sunday, you walk into the Church and
grab a single palm leaf and go sit down. I always wondered why until I was
explained to that it was the same thing that was held up by the people of
Jerusalem as Jesus entered. So to celebrate this we physically went outside the
sanctuary, prayed to Jesus and held up our palms. Then we walked back to our
seats within Jerusalem and reenacted the scenes of how we, the people, who just
welcomed Jesus, turned on Him and crucified Him. This was powerful for me
because it rooted in me that when we sin, we turn our back on Him. He then died
to remind us that no matter what we do, He will always care for us and
sacrifice for our love.
Good Friday
Then I went to no other mass because I am
lazy and a college student in 21 hours. I wanted to go to Holy Thursday to see
the washing of the feet and how they undress the altar. Instead I attended Good
Friday mass. We went to Seven Dolors, which I think is a weird name because it
is a Spanish/English mix meaning seven pains. It now makes sense because the
mass Kelsie and I went to was done in Spanish and English.
Seven Dolors Church |
The church is beautiful and the Spanish
singer Jorge was absolutely breathtaking. We once again reenacted the moments
that led up to the crucifixion and all the way to His death. We read scriptures
and sang very emotional song. Women who sat three pews ahead of us were
actually crying.
This is the night we venerate the cross
which looks like this:
One-by-one we walked up there and touched,
bowed, and even kissed the cross to show the overall importance that Jesus’
sacrifice was. It was truly the pinnacle of the whole service. At our usual
church that we go to, they actually dropped huge nails into a bucket. This is
just to remind us how real this was and how the death of Christ, God’s only
begotten son, was purely for us.
Easter Vigil
The importance of Easter vigil is a
celebration of the entrants into the church. I was one of those people who had
never been baptized so I joined the portion of the group that had to be bathed
naked…okay we just had water poured over our head. Fully clothed (thank God for
everyone else who would have had to see me). This was meaningful because I had
been sinning for many years and the priest would have had to sit through a one
hour confession. I will still try and confess any that lead up to it but this
literally washed some weight off my shoulders haha.
The next part was the part that made me
worry the most because for a little while, I thought we were going to have oil
poured on our head…
Needs some face wash... |
That is a zit factory waiting to happen…
Like this guy but only with good smelling
oil. Thankfully they didn’t they just added a little to the top of our head and
the front of the forehead. They call it chrism oil because it is blessed by our
bishop.
But enough about me; this is the mass where
we get our holy water for the year and light the candle that will remain lit for
over the whole year. All the confirmed and baptized had their first communion
and finally got to taste that wonderful sacrament.
Conclusion
It all really meant a lot to me; if it wasn’t
for all the help from Kelsie, Steven, and the entire RCIA team, I would not
have had a life changing experience. I always wanted to become a more
thoughtful, kind, and loving person. I could have done it before but now, I
have a road map and a guide that I feel like I can now understand more and
interpret the word the way God wanted ME to do.
Here are some of the people that really
helped me through just this night.
Kelsie and I |
L-R: Father Don Zimmerman, me, and Steven Miller(my amazing sponsor) in front of the Altar. |
Deacons of the parish, L-R: Larry Erpelding, me, Wayne Talbot, and Buzz Harris THANKS FOR READING!!! |
And you were an amazing catechumen!
ReplyDeleteI agree, Steven! :)
ReplyDelete-Kelsie