Hilaire Belloc, once wrote to a friend that, “the nearer [the Church] is seen, the more it is real, the less imaginary: the more direct and external its voice, the more indisputable its representative character … The metaphor is not that men fall in love with it: the metaphor is that they discover home.  ‘This was what I long sought’, they say.  ‘This was my need’.”

I must confess that I feel the same. I have know Christ for a long time, but know I feel that I am home with him. Entering the Catholic Church is like knowing a friend for a long time and then finally visiting him in his own home.