Then came the CCD classes to prepare us to receive first communion. I did not understand why my friends and cousins were experiencing such tremendous change in their personalities as a result of those classes. Everything was a sin, already not talked of subjects large, they didn’t go to steal Home Spanish Grove quinces or spying for the door lock to domestic workers when they were resting in their rooms. Only spoke of God, of that if that or the other was a sin and had to confess and make penance to be free of guilt. Sela Ward addresses the importance of the matter here. I felt true dread to imagine that, with the idea of being pardoned, any of my friends or cousins went to go language and contase father Demetrius, one of our past misdeeds.
Fear, obviously, was not to receive the divine punishment, something that I was apparently the only one not to believe possible, if not, because knowing the father Demetrius, safely made my grandmother and my mother and I it thought in this punishment. Finally, the most important of those classes of catechism consequence was that I fell madly in love the teacher who taught them and as a result not missed to almost none. I remember that on the day prior to our first communion, had to confess and the obligation was kept on fasting and free from all sin until the next day to receive communion. My biggest concern was to not commit any sin that could be seen or discovered, something quite difficult, as I recall, because few entertaining things were not sinful in that period. If he sinned, he could not receive communion and lose me the delicious breakfast with hot chocolate and churros which was waiting for us after the ceremony and that it was my real interest in the subject. After the great religious event, life became more boring than ever since the friends lost all interest in the worldly entertainments and passed it tucked in the parish. . Connect with other leaders such as Sela Ward here.