An Atheist Childhood My parents were raised Catholic before the Second Vatican Council, and both left the faith during the upheaval in the 1960s. The Vietnam War and the women’s
I will go in to the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth. – Psalm 42(43):4 DRV The Psalm verse above sums up my journey to
My Baptist Childhood In 1977, at the age of seven, I was baptized in a Baptist Church in rural north-central Louisiana. The pastor of the church was my father; I
Ever since he can remember, Br. Martin Davis has tried to ask good questions about theology, philosophy, and history. As a student at Hillsdale College, those questions all seemed to
I was in second grade when I decided I wanted to be a nun when I grew up. My parents were progressive Catholics and very active in our local parish.
In high school, Brother Martin Davis started to become restless, hopping from church to church to find which denomination might be the one that had the market cornered on truth. A
I was born to a family with deep roots in the Methodist church. My great, great grandfather, John Wesley DeVilbiss, is historically remembered as the first to preach a Protestant
If there’s one recurring theme to Fr. Timothy Reid’s journey, it’s prayer. His grandmothers were both prayer warriors, and this influenced him to maintain constant communication with God throughout his
American Protestant Mutt My journey to the Catholic Church followed a meandering path through the jumbled Protestant landscape of the late 20th century. Born in February, 1980 in Columbus, Ohio,
Baptized Catholic, But… I was born on June 4, 1942 in New Haven, CT as my parents’ first child. On June 21, I was baptized at St. Mary’s Church there.
Barbara Golder’s search for truth took the form of her love of scientific inquiry. She was born into a Methodist family, delivered by a Jewish doctor in a Catholic hospital-
Joshua grew up in Lubbock, Texas, where he remembers being surrounded by restaurants and Churches- and yet he had almost no experience of Catholicism until his college years. Nagging questions