There was never a better Catholic than me. I spoke (privately) to Jesus and felt His part of the conversation in my heart. I went to Confession every Saturday (even though I had nothing to report) and Communion every Sunday. I paid attention in Catechism class. In fact, when other students came up with difficult questions, the nuns often turned to me for the answers.
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