I believe in God,
the Father Almighty,
Creator of heaven and earth,
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord,
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, died and was buried;
He descended into hell;
on the third day He rose again from the dead;
He ascended into heaven,
and is seated at the right hand of God the Father Almighty;
from there He will come to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the Holy Catholic Church,
the communion of Saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and life everlasting.
If you believe in the communion of Saints you better believe we are!
At least that’s what I was told during RCIA class on Monday. Again, *mind blown*.
I’ve been reciting the Apostles Creed since I can remember (but I still need it in front of me to remember it word for word, don’t ask me why). I’ve always understood the Communion of Saints to mean THE SAINTS – the ones that are canonized already. Such is not the case apparently. We are saints, just not canonized yet. If we did not believe in the communion of saints we would most likely believe we are all sinners that aren’t going anywhere but hell. That Jesus died for absolutely nothing.
We are all sinners. There isn’t one perfect person that walks this Earth at the moment (that we know of). With that being said even the Saints who have been Canonized were also sinners… There hasn’t been (with the exception of Our Blessed Mother) nor is there one perfect person among us, we are who He died for to save. So when we say Communion of Saints we mean us so that we may pass over into Heaven. I’m a believer! Though I do struggle with the whole Purgatory thing, I’m sure that will also come up in class eventually.
After reflecting on this and thinking about purgatory this week (for some reason) I felt drawn back to my Rosary. I’ve been away from the Rosary since the time of the Ugly Cry and the pain I felt while I was reciting it. Well, that didn’t really change much. Last night I decided to get back to my Rosary and it happened all over again. The UGLY CRY sans the pain this time. I thought that maybe if I took a break I would disconnect my emotions, but such was not the case. It was INTENSE, but not as intense as the last time, and It only happens when I reserve a Decade to the Church. When I reserve a Decade for the homeless, or people with illnesses and their caretakers I don’t get that. ONLY when it’s for The Church. It’s very surreal and interesting at the same time. If I remember, I’ll talk to Father at the next class.
So tell me! Have you ever had a surreal Rosary experience? Do you interpret the Communion of Saints the same as I did prior to being taught what it really means? Please let me know int he comments! I would love to hear your story.