Holly grew up “culturally Christian”. The family never attended church and their wasn’t a Bible in the house but there was no hostility to religion. She was gripped by the Chronicles of Narnia and The Lord of the Rings. She had a glimpse of a world full of beauty and darkness but the darkness didn’t […]
My journey of faith began in the Cub Scouts at the age of eleven, working towards my religious medal. While the priest was explaining the Episcopalian theory of the Eucharist, I was daydreaming, my fingers doodling in the plush, cream-colored carpet. It would be an understatement to say that my soul did not burn for […]
Devin was reared as a child as an atheist. In high school he became a militant atheist. In college, he began to have panic attacks. He prayed to God, “I don’t believe in you. But if you’re real help me!” He then picked up a Bible and began to read. After some months, a breakthrough […]
Caroline Burt was born in England into an atheist family and, later in life, delved deep into the New Age Movement. One day, she was unexpectedly drawn into a Catholic church as she was passing by and her life has never been the same.
Faith Rediscovered By Tom Darte I fell away from the Catholic Church during my college years, and it took 30 years for me to find my way back. My story is about the loss of faith, not switching churches. I crossed over from childish belief to adult skepticism and came back with a mature understanding […]
I was born in the ghettoes of Chicago’s South Side in 1961. My first memories are of dilapidated apartments, window frames without windows, trash strewn on the streets, urine-soaked alleys, and a neglected-derived independence. As a three-, four-, and five-year-old, I remember many times coming and going from the apartment my mother, siblings and I shared while my mother, an active alcoholic at that time, had friends over from morning till night — days filled with card games, cigarette smoke and all the beer and vodka they could want. When I was about seven years old, my father, whom I had only met once, came to the apartment announcing that my six siblings and I were going with him. It was the last time I would see my mother for years. Much later, my father told us my mother told him she was moving and leaving us at the apartment, and warned him that if he didn’t come get us, we would be abandoned.
Jennifer Fulwiler is a writer from Austin, Texas who converted to Catholicism after a life of atheism. She maintains a popular blog ConversionDiary.com. As much as she loves writing, her favorite job is being mom to her five young children. | Today’s Scripture: Colossians 4:18, Luke 23:12