Finding our own parish

This morning we went to Mass. I've been before but it's been years and it's different when it's a parish you are choosing to make your own. It's a bit intimidating to realize how much I need to learn like the proper way to cross myself and genuflecting when facing the altar, things others do without needing to think about it since they've been instructed in the proper etiquette since childhood.

We have started to attend an adult cataclysm class which is interesting. One thing I find very interesting is how much of the way I was brought up in Christianity is the same as the Catholic church. I always thought it must have been worlds apart especially since everyone I knew who wasn't Catholic had weariness, pity, or disdain for Catholics as a whole.

This is going to be a busy year of religious learning since in addition to the cataclysm classes Das and I have to go through the marriage classes required of couples having a church wedding.

I liked it even though I didn't know any of the hymns or prayers, there was still something peaceful about being at mass. It encourages a meditative state within me.  Also helps that it's only an hour and a half long since my ability to sit still and pay attention is short.