I'm not sure what I was looking for when I started the RCIA process.  I have never questioned my faith, only the path chosen to pursue it.  I initially began the process with the intent of giving my children a direction for their own faith.  At the same time, my husband had not attended church in many years.  I felt our family needed a living faith in our daily life, not just one professed privately, but shared with each other and others around us.  I longed to give my children the example to follow.  As if sent to me personally, the example I needed came to me in the form of a very special friend that I admired.  She represented many things that I needed in my life.  Her faith to me seemed to be her foundation for all things to build upon.

What I found in the process, was not what I thought I was looking for.  The classes my husband and I attended were wonderful.  Not for the children, but for me.  The myths of Catholicism I held were slowly eroding, and were now being replaced with reason.  Things that I did not understand were finally making sense, I needed to believe I was doing this for everyone else except me.  What I learned surprisingly, was that I did have a lot of unanswered questions regarding my won faith, I still do, but unlike before, I know it.  I am grateful to all those who sponsored my journey and guided me to the path I am on now.

The peace that I feel when I attend Mass is boundless, in an endless worked of confusion and rush, I have never known the joy I feel when I am in church.  I feel complete.  Words are not enough.  Now when I look at my children in the pew, as they restlessly fidget during mass, I am happy, I am happy because I was restless once too, and now I know one day they will find their peace also