How the Catholic Church Saved my Refugee Family
The community literally carried my family until they got on their feet. This is real, living, radical mercy.
November 29, 2016
The community literally carried my family until they got on their feet. This is real, living, radical mercy.
I thought to myself, “I don’t think God exists.” as I walked out of my college classroom.
He wasn’t listening. So eventually to keep up, I started to respond louder and sassier. People started staring at us.
In my time of being surrounded by enthusiastic, holy, faithful, young Catholics I’ve observed that many of us have this desire to be famous in our Catholic world.
Jordan Feliz is rad y’all. You should check him out. Jordan is a rising Christian artist who sounds like a sweet mix between classic rock, slick retro-70’s R&B, and modern pop. His first record, The River debuted No. 4 on Billboard Christian Album Chart. His single, ‘The River’ remained No.
Every video, I watched it. Every t-shirt, I had it. Every worship night, I praised it. Every event, Six Flag’s Inspiration, retreats, summer camps, leadership conferences, I was there. You get the idea.
Mother Teresa once said, “Do small things with great love.” In this case, small things consisted of green post it notes and a sharpie pen. That, combined with the greatness of God’s love resulted in my post-it note project. Every day for a month my friend and I wrote post-it
Last week I stayed up studying for a test until 6 in the morning. Not because I’m obsessed with studying and getting straight A’s. Actually pretty far from it. I had to make up for my laziness and procrastination.
A few months ago two people came in a health clinic in San Bernardino and shot and killed 14 people; one of those lives that were taken was my cousin.