Because of Family

Hello world, you can call me Ash. This webpage used to be some personal prayers to God from me. In my heart I have a feeling that I need to learn what it is to be Catholic. I guess this started because I started dating my boyfriend and he is Christian. When I attend services at his church, I think they are exciting and fresh. I like the relationship and the ambiance of the services. However, I've been Catholic since birth. I'm used to going to Mass, so when it comes to my foundation, his services are missing something. They don't have the same reverance for the Eucharist, and it seems almost too easy to be a Christian. The Catholic Church has a deep mystery and tradition surrounding it since Jesus Christ came to Earth and established His church. Now that doubts have filled my head, I know it's important now more than ever to rediscover my faith. Through this journey, I want to get a deeper understanding of Catholic traditions. I know how to be a Catholic, but I want to discover why  someone should be Catholic. So I commit to writing on this blog once a week with a new reason why I'm Catholic. Of course, at the end of this I hope that once I get the knowledge behind the traditions, I will remain Catholic, but I'm open to change; at least I hope I am.

For this first week of the blog, I thought it would be a good opportunity for me to open up to you all. I know the simplest answer of Why Am I Catholic is because I was raised that way. My grandparents were raised Catholic, my dad was raised Catholic, and my mom converted to Catholicism. I grew up surrounded by the traditions that we practiced. We went to church every Sunday, practiced giving meat up on Fridays during Lent, and went to Catechism. I did everything that "a good little Catholic" would do. From a young age, we learned the Ten Commandments. It was engrained in my brain that we had to go to church on Sunday. Sam says that it's no big deal to miss church because he can watch the sermon later.

As a Catholic it's a sin to miss Mass. When I was growing up, my parents tricked me into going to Mass with a promise of dinner out afterwards. (To this day, I still love going out.) Nevertheless, I wouldn't be Catholic today if it weren't for my family.