It seemed to me as if everyone in the church must have had the same morning we did right from the start. I found myself distracted right from the start. Focused on all the wrong things, and critical, I half heartedly participated in the Mass… more as a spectator than anything else…

Acknowledging how transformative learning about the realities of Heaven and Hell were, I found myself asking “Where is Hell?” NOT “Where is Hell” in terms of a physical location… but where is Hell in the Church?…