My upbringing was nothing remarkable. I was just like any other boy in the neighborhood. I was raised in the Catholic faith in a small town in Eastern Quebec. My parents attended mass each Sunday. As a young boy, questions of faith, salvation, eternal life and the issues of God were not relevant to me. We had catechism classes in school …
Religious boredom
MANY PEOPLE TODAY SEEM TO BE ECHOING IN THEIR HEARTS THE WORDS SPOKEN BY THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL REGARDING GOD’S REQUIREMENTS FOR HIS WORSHIP, “BEHOLD WHAT A WEARINESS IS IT” (MALACHI 1:13). These were people whom God would have loved to bless, but who had despised His claim upon them. The outward signs of worship had become a ‘bore’ and …


