Keep Rediscovering My Faith

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I was baptized as a Catholic when I was 12 years old. The prerequisites to get there — wearing the lovely white dress, getting the holy water poured down to my forehead, and hearing the priest say, “I baptize you in the name of Father, and Son, and Holy Spirit” — took me a whole year. There was a preparation class for our age group, and every Sunday, we had to collect the signature of the priest whose mass we attended. Besides that, we…