It was great joy mixed with equally great disbelief when a former colleague told me that he has been going to a catechumen class and will be baptised this Easter. Even his wife, a devout Catholic who is also a good friend of mine, has long given up on ever seeing his conversion. But such are the wonders and grace of Almighty God. It doesn't matter how long it takes. It doesn't matter what barren soil the seeds fell onto. They will germinate when He means them to.
I was privileged to hear the friend sharing his honest feelings with me - saying that he is not without doubts, and he has practical motives for his conversion. To which my reply is that it doesn't matter. Faith is a lifelong journey and it is bound to be a bumpy ride.
He said that the biggest stumbling block for his Christian belief in the last twenty years or so has been his attribution of his achievements to his own self and abilities. It is only until recently that he has begun to see it differently. I told him that humility is one of the most important elements of our faith and congratulated him for getting past this great barrier.
He said the driving force has been his wish to go to Heaven with his wife. I hope and pray that the wish will be achieved.
Now what would be a perfect gift for his baptism?