First Beginning to the last end

I am Catholic...I am a woman...I am a wife of 34 yrs. and mother of 4 children, grandmother of 15 gramdchildren, and two great-grandchildren. I converted to the Catholic faith some 20 yrs. ago. There were some who warned that the Catholics would never accept me as true Catholic, but I have always responded to them by stating a fact, that as a convert I am one of many converts that began with Our Lady the Blessed Virgin, St. Peter, St. Paul and on and on and on.

I believe in the, 'True Presence', first and formost in the Triune God, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Moses. I adhere to the New covenant of the New Testament of Christ Jesus, without whom I can do nothing. I have traveled a rocky road to where I now dwell. I began with nothing, I arrived three months early to parents that practiced no religion. I was a miracle and God chose me to do His Will. I took 35 yrs. doing my own will and found it to be misleading, weak. gi;;an;e. and lacking in knowledge. I relied on feelings to guide me and those feelings still try to control me in my path.

My husband sent me on pilgimage as a conversion present...I did not want to go...I didn't know the language and just being a newby not fully tuned in to Our Lady and still relying on my feelings I dragged my feet. I wanted to see a priest that was to come visit Omaha while I was away on pilgimage, he was going to speak about the angels. I was feeling torn, anzious, and rejecting this marvelous gift my husband bestowed on me...a trip to Fatima, Protugal...May 5 - 14th 1991. Of course we didn't know that Pope John Paul II would be going when he purchased the pilgrimage tickets in October 1990. I am writing a book about my conversion...because that was the first beginning...to the last end.
Teresa Damasauskas