Not long after reading all these books I developed a nagging feeling that the Year of Faith didn't end when I shut the cover of that final work of the many books I had recently pored over. My Year of Faith was only just beginning and these books served as the prelude.
It took a sermon about "living the faith" to make me wonder just how other Catholics are doing this. So I set out the following Sunday on a pilgrimage to discover how Detroit lives the Christian faith. During this pilgrimage I have been blessed not with answers but with something better. I have been blessed with time for reflection and meditation and the understanding of just how much the Holy Spirit dwells in each person within the walls of churches I visit.
On April 28th, 2013 I attended the 125th anniversary
Mass and celebration for St. James Catholic Church in San Francisco. This was my parish while living in San Francisco and in many ways it is still my parish. Saint James was there to welcome me after so many years spent away from the Church. St. James is where my faith was reborn and I was so happy to celebrate this anniversary with the parishioners past and present.
Like many churches, St. James was built by an immigrant community that was determined to build a house that glowed with the glory of God. After 125 years of serving the Mission district community in San Francisco it is an honor preserving and celebrating what those before us built and entrusted to us.
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