Dear friend,
Life is so short. It may seem to stretch far into the future, but you may notice the hours and days zooming by, and if you look back on the years you have lived, it might seem like a few blinks of an eye. I hope you don’t pass all of the rest of your time in agnostic uncertainty.
It sounds like it feels like freedom to you. Maybe you don’t remember, or you never even experienced the true freedom of Faith. The freedom that the world gives is so fleeting and so deceptive.
I told you that my religion is like a part of the air I breathe. Understand that it is not a suffocating part but a part that makes it much easier to take great, deep breaths. It frees my soul, relaxing my body. It is water fresh from the filter pitcher after the filter has been changed, the best. Sometimes understanding a new-to-me aspect of Faith is like a satisfying kick of a soccer ball (I also enjoy soccer). A good Confession is like the oh-so-satisfying feeling that comes after scrubbing and rubbing food off a dish, to see it clean again. Of course in reality is much better than all of these sensations, because it penetrates to my soul.
I hope with all my heart that one day you will again treasure the pearl of great price that you let fall from your hands.
With the love of one who embraces the convictions you once held,
your friendly neighborhood Catholic mama,
Corinne