Remembering Billy Graham
Photo Credit: [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons People ask how long I have been "into" interfaith beliefs. I find it difficult to answer, because it seems that I have always had them. With the recent death of evangelist, Billy Graham, I remembered one of the key moments in my journey on the interfaith/interspiritual path that I travel. In 1964, I had just turned 11, when my mother told me she would be going to a revival with my Girl Scout leader. I was full of questions, as usual. What is a revival? Why do you need to be "born again?" Who is this man, Billy Graham? Being raised Catholic and attending parochial school, I didn't know about such things. I did know that there were many paths to God, because our neighborhood was quite diverse with churches on every block it seemed - not all of them Catholic. Momma was not an adherent to the "only one true faith" belief. She spoke to everyone, trying to understand where they were ...