Working Mother - I went on the weekend hoping to find some quiet reflective time. Instead, I found Jesus alive within all the other women and myself. It has been over a year and we continue to meet. We pray, share our personal struggles and find peace in Jesus Christ and each other. I highly recommend it.
A Father -
I didn’t like going to church. On the weekend I experienced a Christian community.
New Parishioner - I was new to the parish and longed for something more than Sunday worship.
Middle Age Man- Person searching -
I often wonder what it was like when Jesus met his disciples and asked them to join Him. I have wondered what their conversations would have been about. They were people from different walks of life on an uncharted journey together. This would describe the weekend. An opportunity to go back and forward in time and meet the living Jesus. Sharing the experience with others was more powerful than the first disciple gathering. A Guy- It turned out to be okay. It was real, honest and it made me think about being a man. A Mother: The CRHP weekend showed me how the Lord had guided my life. It helped me to understand that the Lord has special things for me to do as a single woman. I met some very spiritual women who have become very good friends and a great support to me.
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When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not shouting,"I've been saved!" I'm whispering, "I get lost!" that's why I chose this way. When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't speak with human pride I'm confessing that I stumble and need someone to be my guide. When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not trying to be strong I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on. When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success I'm admitting that I've failed and cannot ever pay the debt. When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't think I know it all I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught. When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect my flaws are far too visible but God believes I'm worth it. When I say, "I am a Christian," I still feel the sting of pain I have my share of heartaches which is why I seek His name. When I say, "I am a Christian," I do not wish to judge I have no authority-- only know I'm loved.
Carol Wimmer † |