Cobweb's Corner

Here is my real corner.... our family prayer corner.

Last week my godmother gave me one of her vigil lamps. I told her I thought it was pretty and she sent it home with me.

Our prayer corner is still rather humble, but soon icons of my husband's and youngest son's saints will be up there too.

Am I saved?

I've had quite a few people ask me "Are you saved?" lately (including a few knocking on my front door). It can be a difficult question to answer because I know that I probably have a different view of what "saved" means than the person who asked me.

It is almost like trying to formulate an answer in a foreign language as you carefully consider your words. Unfortunately, the lack of an immediate "of course I am" appears to be an open invitation for some old-fashioned hellfire and brimstone street preaching around here. If you knew me, you'd know that rarely ends well.

*oops* I need to work on that.

Next time, I am saying this:

Catechumenate

I never thought I would see this day when I started my journey to the Church. My husband has officially been made a catechumen.