I didn't know about the saints until my thirties but I came by my ignorance honestly.
As an Evangelical we didn't talk about the saints. If we did, it was to condemn those idol-worshiping Catholics who named and adorned their places of worship with statues of these long dead heretics.
Who prayed to mere men and women in the place of Christ.
Who worshiped the dead.
(We were rather crude in our assessment.)
Now, as a Catholic, I find myself enamored with the holy men and women who came before me. Not only have the saints become an endless source of fascination and admiration—they've become kin.
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