Jacob Imam’s parents were Muslim and Christian, and seeing the differences between them led him to walk away from the idea of religion altogether as a young man. He still
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Introduction to God I don’t remember a time when I didn’t believe in the existence of God. I suppose I got this from my mother. As a little boy, whenever
Catholicism is not for the faint of heart. It is a commitment, a sacred duty, a responsibility. Serving the Master is the Christian’s priority, which oftentimes puts us at odds
The following interview was conducted by Mike Ford. His blog can be found online at godislovechristianblog.wordpress.com. Kelly Nieto grew up in church, yet her mother was an atheist. Her father had
I was 51 years old, married for 15 years and without children, living on five acres in the woods of Southern Oregon, at the time of Pope John Paul II’s
Rose is the oldest of 9 kids from a good Catholic family. In her adolescence, she got swept up in the culture of the 1960s. She had an immature faith and
Jack had a good Catholic background but from his teen years, after a traumatic experience, he drifted away from the Church. His journey Home began when, after the death of his
Father Shane was raised by a single mother. His parents divorced when he was six months old. His mother had been brought up Catholic but it wasn’t a good experience for
Marcus grew up in Pennsylvania in a Catholic family. Unfortunately, because of family issues, he had an anxious childhood. Even so, they never missed Mass, though there was not a profound
Sean was raised in a nominally Christian church hopping family. His father was Episcopalian and his mother Catholic. Sean was baptized Catholic and had his first confession but was not
Leslie grew up in an active Catholic home. As a child she loved everything Catholic. The many social changes of the 1960’s and the distractions of college drew her away from
I was born and raised in the small town of Huntsville, about 60 miles north of Houston, Texas. I was not brought up in a particularly Christian household. My mother had attended Sunday worship services in various faith traditions throughout her childhood, all stemming from Calvinistic theology with an evangelical twist. My father was a disfellowshipped Jehovah’s Witness, who rarely spoke of any sort of faith. So, as one could imagine, I grew up in a rather secular household with some moral standards, but no moral lawgiver.
