To me, it's the Catholic version of being born again.
It can be slow in coming, or it can be sudden - as in St. Paul's conversion - but to me it's the sudden realization
that everything you've been doing and taught in the Catholic faith is true and the desire to grow in faith becomes
huge. Along with it is the realization of all you've done wrong and all the pain that has caused. It's a time of
sorrow, and Confession, and prayer, and fasting, and healing, and joy and awe and ... and it's ongoing. The
Mass takes on a whole deeper meaning - every word of each prayer - the lyrics to the hymns you know so well
suddenly come to life. You realize the Host is Jesus and the altar is surrounded by angels and the Saints are
really listening and there to intercede for us, and the Blessed Mother is the Queen of Heaven and Earth and her
Son is our Savior and loves us unconditionally.