Yesterday was the first Sunday in Lent, when the Bishops greet those in their Diocese who are preparing for their baptism into the Catholic Church.

One year ago, I was one of the Elect, called by name at our Cathedral. I met our Bishop, and I signed my name in the book. There were prayers, and hymns. My family was there, my husband, my kids; my priest and a church friend standing in as sponsor.

The nervousness of being on display subsided with a calm I’ve only found through Jesus; that unfailing faith that only He can bring.

Surety.

This decision was unwavering; the only one before or since.