10.25.07
Posted in stories at 7:52 pm by MPJ
By Judith Beckman - author of “What Price Priesthood?”
Don’t get me wrong! I’m very thankful that God chose me to be born to a Catholic father who adhered to strict Catholic doctrine and made sure that all his children were baptized and raised in the Catholic church. It was not an issue of whether or not we would go to church, just like it was not an issue of whether or not we would eat three meals a day. Going to church was an essential part of living. Thanks to my father’s religious values I started learning Read the rest of this entry »
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10.23.07
Posted in stories at 4:32 pm by MPJ
My women’s group, The Daughters of EOS, was on it’s annual getaway, this one at Sea Ranch. We were six that weekend, settling into an afternoon stroll along the high path above the rocks, curving toward the shore. My partner Read the rest of this entry »
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10.21.07
Posted in stories at 12:01 pm by MPJ
Upward through the lush green hills we drove to the Tilden Ball on a late April evening. We watched the temperature gauge in the car begin to fall as we rose into the mountains: 52, 49, 46 degrees. We drove passed the steam train sign and a green meadow, into the dark Read the rest of this entry »
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10.17.07
Posted in stories at 3:36 pm by MPJ
Nobody in my family believed in God. My grandmother came from a family of freethinkers, radicals who threw over the old religion way back in the mid 19th century. My grandfather walked out Read the rest of this entry »
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10.14.07
Posted in stories at 7:23 pm by MPJ
“Do unto others as you would have done unto you.” Throughout my thirty plus years searching for a spiritual practice that felt comfortable, this was the one phrase that consistently revealed itself to me. In my non-academic study of world creeds, I discovered that every major religion Read the rest of this entry »
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10.09.07
Posted in stories at 4:00 pm by MPJ
I was raised a Christian – a more liberal variety (Disciples of Christ). I was taught the basic belief of Christ and God and rules of being a Christian. However, when I was 15 my older sister (16 years old) died from a cancer that had never been seen before. My sister was brilliant and it seemed that she had so much to offer this world. My family had a difficult time dealing with this, and my mother began to Read the rest of this entry »
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10.02.07
Posted in stories at 8:16 pm by MPJ
About ten years ago I served for a number of years as a Eucharistic Minister for my Catholic parish in New Jersey. This is a lay person who is allowed to distribute communion alongside the priest during mass and who can bring communion to someone who is ill at home or in the hospital. I felt proud and considered it an honor and privilege but there was Read the rest of this entry »
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09.29.07
Posted in stories at 9:20 pm by MPJ
I started off as a good little New York Jewish girl, the only daughter of immigrants from Nazi Germany. My parents weren’t very religious but belonged to a Reformed temple, attended services on holidays and some Saturdays, celebrated the Sabbath with candles and a special meal, and never ate pork. I was expected to Read the rest of this entry »
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09.25.07
Posted in stories at 11:01 am by MPJ
This is a different type of story - and it is not a first person account. But I decided to put it up because I think it illustrates well the type of problem that can arise with organized religion - whose rules largely come from Man and may or may not have anything to do with actual human goodness or anything any type of god who might be up there actually would want. MPJ
I would be honored for you to post my true story and let your viewers
decide for themselves if they wish to support the catholic church.
michael Teply Chico, Ca.
Let me tell you a little about my mom. My mom was raised a catholic. She was very Read the rest of this entry »
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09.24.07
Posted in stories at 9:11 am by MPJ
I dropped to my knees in the bathroom, blubbering and pleading with
God to forgive me. I was sixteen and had been entertaining
blasphemous thoughts. What if Jesus
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