January 6, 2013 | Comments
As a Catholic, I’m always working towards understanding my faith, living my faith, properly representing my faith, and lately: being in harmony with those who do not share my faith. A couple of years ago, I was an ignorant little brat, believing myself better than others who didn’t actually identify as Catholic despite going to a Catholic school. That mentality quickly faded away once high school began but that didn’t mean that I became “any less Catholic.”
I tried my best to keep a delicate balance between my more secular values and my, well, not so secular values. It’s hard. I still try to do this today. More often than not, my secular values seem to dominate over everything else but I still have this longing to grow in my faith and fully live it out.
Earlier on this semester, the campus bookstore was having a hallway sale. It was my break time, I had nothing better to do and the prices seemed cheap enough, so I went ahead and browsed for around half an hour. There were a couple of books that intrigued me but there was one book that kept me coming back to it. “Through the Narrow Gate: Life In and Out of the Convent” by Karen Armstrong.