Deacon David was born and raised Lutheran. His grandmother made sure that he was at Sunday school every week. He would read the Bible under his covers at night. Even with this background, after confirmation, he stopped attending church. For about 15 years he drifted spiritually. At one time he wanted something to hang from […]
From the time she was a young child growing up in a nominal Lutheran family, Elizabeth felt called to follow God on an interesting and surprising spiritual journey. Elizabeth shares the little clues God left her along the way, including hearing his voice whispered in her heart, and meeting a young Catholic man, which would eventually lead her to […]
Fr. Tyson grew up in a Lutheran family on Luther’s Small Catechism. As a teenager, he began to question such Protestant pillars as “sola Scriptura” and the equating of concupiscence with personal sin. He thought to himself, if we can’t cooperate with God, because of total depravity, what it the purpose of living a moral […]
Born in the Black Forest Region of post-war Germany, Fr. Jürgen came to America, with his parents, in 1952. The family was given shelter by an Episcopal priest in Massachusetts. His new pastor had a profound effect on him and the call to ordained minister was present as far back as he can remember. Ordained an […]
Becoming Catholic was never my dream or intent. It is still an all too vivid memory to me, sitting alone at age 40 in a half-lit basement, having resigned from the pastorate. I ached for having abandoned the weekly privilege of a pulpit from which to proclaim God’s truth. Would I ever have this privilege again? Will I ever again have a pulpit? Now they estimate that each week from the “pulpit” of The Journey Home television program I speak to a potential audience of over a billion viewers and listeners. In one night I speak to more people than I ever could have in my entire career as a Protestant minister. This is the humor of our merciful God. Before I converted I had no idea whatsoever how I would support my family let alone how I would continue in ministry. But this is getting way ahead of myself.
Our third son was 10 days old on “Reformation Sunday” 1998. The preacher that Sunday at the local Lutheran church we attended was a retired Lutheran school principal, a man in his 70s with a great shock of white hair. He ascended the pulpit and held up a book, a book he proclaimed “the work of the devil!” The book was by a Catholic author on justification. The preacher offered this book as evidence that “the Reformation must go on!” To me, he came across as so angry and fearful, so unreasonably opposed to the Catholic author, that I leaned over and whispered to my husband, Joe, and said “Sounds like a book we ought to read.”