Rachel and I were received into the Catholic Church at the Easter Vigil Mass, 2010 at the parish of Sts. Peter and Paul in Chattanooga, TN. I suppose the lack of fanfare on my part (at least in regard to this blog) is due primarily to having been Catholic in everything but name for nearly a year before confirmation. My intellect and emotions were satisfied, and I needed only to push forward into the Sacraments.
We didn't make a big deal about confirmation; in fact, only my brother and sister-in-law knew. They even watched all four of our children during the celebration!
We enjoyed the Mass and it was simply a miraculous experience to fully partake of the Eucharist for the first time. Afterward, the RCIA class of 2010 was treated to a 7-course meal at an exclusive French restaurant. We dined with our sponsors, with the other newly confirmed, and with the Parish priests.
We have been very happy at Sts. Peter and Paul. They offer the most traditional service to be found in Chattanooga, and that is my cup of tea. Organ, small choir, 100+ year old building, not a single guitar in sight! I won't say that there haven't been difficulties, but to struggle while within the Church is much more rewarding than to struggle while without.
Our children enjoy Sunday School, and our oldest son enjoys Mass. He prays the Lord's Prayer every Sunday, he and our oldest daughter genuflect and cross themselves when entering and exiting the sanctuary, and we work on teaching them all a distinctly Catholic faith.
I still have questions, doubts, fears; and I suppose had I waited to resolve them, I would still be in a spiritual quagmire. Now, instead of asking questions like an employer to a potential hire, I ask questions like a child to his parents. I have accepted the authority, the love, and the wisdom of Christ's Church; so even if I don't understand all Her answers (and I certainly do not), I believe all Her answers and I obey.