My Catholic Mass Experience Paper

As a child, I grew up going to Catholic School, from Kindergarten, until eighth grade. My mother thought private school was best for my brother and I, as there’s a misconception that since you’re paying a tuition, the education is better. My mother was also Catholic at the time, so she was more comfortable with us growing up being taught religion, which should inevitably cause us to be Christians and believe in God. Years went by of me being educated on religion, and by the age of twelve, I felt guilty that I couldn’t process or accept the idea of there being a God. I came to this reality due to the fact that I didn’t feel the connection to God that our teachers taught us we should have; I didn’t feel loved by an alternate being, I felt alone, and I didn’t grasp how such a thing could be possible.

First, I would like to thank those reading this essay for taking the time to even consider me for Marian Catholic. I believe I have many gifts I can bring to the table for Marian. Many of these gifts fall in to the categories of prayer, study, community, and service.

In middle school one of my teachers asked what religion we were apart of. Almost the whole class raised their hands the second she said Christianity. Only three of us were Roman Catholic, and we were all Mexican as well. I know this is silly, but time I felt different from my peers and all I wanted was to feel as if we were equal. I remember one day we went to church early in the morning on Ash Wednesday. I walked into school and quickly received dirty looks. People stopped me and asked if I knew I had dirt on my forehead. I rushed to the bathroom mortified. I was ashamed of my religion, but worst of all I was mad at my mom for letting me go to school with “dirt” on my face. I thought she did not understand how we were suppose to act outside of our

In my youth, I never enjoyed going to church. I found it to be a tedious waste of time, so in an attempt to get out of it, I said I didn’t believe in it and claimed to be an atheist. My parents, of course, either didn’t believe me or simply didn’t care and continued to force me to attend mass every Sunday. In a last ditch effort to procure one extra hour of fun a week, I decided to do a little research into why Catholicism was “wrong” so I would sound more believable and my parents would take my claim seriously. In my innocent quest for ways to disprove an entire religion, I found a lot of lies, a lot of opinion, and absolutely no definitive answers. At first I was completely befuddled by the swamp of lengthy bible passages that could be interpreted

This two-fold process first begins with an encounter with God. When he or she personally receives the experience of God as salvation, then the person is filled with the Holy Spirit. The Baptism of the Holy Spirit is an addition to already being filled with the Holy Spirit. If a person never receives the Baptism of the Holy Spirit during their faith, he or she still receives salvation. A person who receives Christ has the Holy Spirit, but not everyone who has received the Holy Spirit can speak in tongues. Tongues can be traced as the evidence of the Holy Spirit coming in a way that is different than just having the Spirit. The Holy Spirit was present after Christ was resurrected. The reason being is because before Pentecost the disciples were preforming healings, exorcisms, and proclaiming the good news. Jesus needed the Holy Spirit in order to perform those miracles. Which leads me to strongly believe the disciples had the Holy Spirit after Jesus left the earth.

I went to Concordia Chapel on February 13, 2017 at North Campus. Pastor Ryan Peterson was the main speaker for the service. The bible passage he preached on was 1 John 1:4. For my outside worship, I went to Sacred Heart Catholic church on February 11, 2017. The priest for the mass was Fr. Tom McNamara. In a Catholic mass, we have three readings and there is one from the old testament, the new testament, and the gospel. The first reading was Sirach 15:15-20, the second reading was 1 Corinthians 2:6-10 and the Gospel was Matthew 5:17-37.

This is a great verse of Scripture to lift the heart in praise and worship of God the Father, Jesus Christ, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. It make me think of the Triune Godhead, and how it is for our benefit that God sent Jesus to atone for our sins, break down the barrio that separates us from Him, not only did Jesus Christ carry out the mission that God ordained; He sent the Holy Spirit to keep us, guide us in all that Jesus had taught, and that God’s will be done.

18Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery. Instead, be filled with the Spirit.

Christianity today is one of the dominant religions in the world. Christianity has a variety of beliefs, exercises and forms, despite the many denominations all have one common belief, which is faith in Jesus Christ and that He is our Lord and Savior. I am a strong believer in God and Jesus Christ. I am of the Christian religion and the church I attend in The Bahamas is a non-denominational one. My choice for this class site visit was to attend St. Maximilian Kolbe Catholic Church. Father Maximilian Kolbe is honored because his faith gave him the dignity to live and die knowing that, despite whatever horrendous condition he experienced; they believe God is always with them. Though large and

Even though I am a naturalist, I was brought up around religion and for a while even lived in a religious house hold. When I was four years old and younger I went to a Christian church and went to Sunday school. Unfortunately, I don’t remember the things I learned when I was 4 I only remember going every Sunday. Eventually my mom and I moved out of my grandmother’s house

I grew up in a Catholic home. From my earliest memories, I believed in God and knew He existed. Every week we faithfully attended our local parish. There was no Sunday School so we sat with our parents during mass. I remember my youngest sister, Jennifer, playing with my Dad’s keys

God is an important part of my life everyday from the moment I wake up to when I go to bed. Since I was a little kid my mom has always taught me the values of being a catholic. Being catholic doesn't mean going to church every Sunday and confessing your sins to later do them again. Being catholic means engaging with god and finding a deeper meaning during church. Being catholic means knowing and loving god as a human being. Being catholic means talking to god about your sins and finding ways to being a better person in life. God is a part of our life day to day he influences us in becoming a better catholic. Being catholic means finding ways to serve god through our life's vocation and trying to live out the core values of a catholic. God challenges

In my life I have never been a person to attend church or religious ceremonies. I have gone twice to church and I personally didn’t like because I think that one doesn’t need to go to church to worship god. I believe that as long as you have faith god would never abandon you. My experience in the Jehovah`s Witness ceremony was very interesting because they are very similar to Christianity but their believes are different.

I entered into the worship service, unaware of what to expect. I was not familiar with this church, it was a non-denominational church, but the pastor had his roots in the A.M.E. Zion Church and branched out to establish his own church. I walked into the sanctuary prepared to participate in the Sunday School. I found a seat and readied myself to engage in some meaningful discussion. After sitting for several minutes, I asked one of the gentlemen who was standing at the front of the church if they had already started and where was the lesson coming from. He looked at his watch and indicated that he didn’t know if we had time for Sunday School. A puzzled look came over my face and I couldn’t help but express my confusion as I looked at

Like many Catholics, I was welcomed into the faith shortly after I was born. My mother and father had me baptized at only four months of age. From then on, I was raised in a Catholic household. My faith was prevalent in my school life as well. I attended St. Bernard Catholic School from preschool to eighth grade. There were some parts about being Catholic that I really liked. I enjoyed the church songs we sang at mass and I loved having shorter classes on the days we said the Stations of the Cross. However, I wasn’t fond of being an altar server and I found no joy in having to wake up early on Sundays to go to mass. Though it was a part of my everyday life, Catholicism never really became part of my identity. I never took it upon myself to learn more about the church or strengthen my faith outside of school. I only really participated in Communion and confession and whatnot because it was what I was told and taught to do. Whenever I prayed, I felt more like I was speaking to the ceiling than to God. I hadn’t even considered that I could have my own set of beliefs until high school.