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Rite of Christian Initiation

As many of you know, Wyatt has been going through the Rite of Christian Initiation and joined the RCIA group, in hopes of converting to Catholicism. Every Wednesday and Sundays after church the RCIA group meets to do Bible Study and to learn about the practices and beliefs of the Catholic church.  After this Easter, Wyatt will finally go through his Sacraments of Communion and Confirmation in the Church.  We are both so excited and feel really blessed to have been able to grow in our faith together by attending these classes. 

A couple weeks ago, Wyatt, along with hundreds of RCIA members from Catholic churches across southern California gathered at the Cathedral for their final blessing before their Communion and Confirmation, for a blessing from the Bishop.  It was a wonderful sight to see so many people who have found their faith, all gathered in the room.  The Holy Spirit was definitely present that day and for those of us who are already Catholic and witnessed this blessing, it truly renewed our own faith. 

Wyatt w/ his RCIA facilitators Kraig & Wendy [left] and DeDe & Judy [right]


Also at the Cathedral that day was Fr. Mendoza, the priest who performed our Sacrament of Marriage.


Then last week, Wyatt and I attended a performance of the 3 Gospels read for the Lenten season:
1-Samaratin woman at the well
2- The story of the blind man
3- Raising of Lazarus

That night, Wyatt received a framed copy of the Nicene Creed.  It now sits on our shelf, above the fireplace, with our rosary that was blessed at the wedding.



This picture below was taken after the RCIA facilitators presented the RCIA candidates w/ the Nicene Creed.  [Wyatt and his group members.]



God Bless,
Kat

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