I love being a Catholic precisely because I am part of this thing called the Church. You might think I give up my freedom to be a part of it, that it restricts me. In fact, I experience a warm sense of inner freedom inside its walls. Scorned by some as wealthy, by others as abusive, and dismissed as unnecessary by many in the culture, this Church is so precious to me exactly because it is where I find Jesus Christ today—in the liturgy, in the sacraments, and in my fellow faithful Catholics. After forty years in the wilderness, I am happily, safely home, though I still must do my homework every day.
That so resonates with yours truly.