Tom was raised by awesome parents who loved the Lord Jesus. The family moved around a lot, active in different Non-denominational ministries. While in college Tom began to drift. His
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A study of the faith of America’s Founding Fathers led Christy Kellner on a quest to find the true, original Church that Christ established.
What finally pushed me over the threshold to Catholicism, and into the Church at the Vigil of 2011, was not any theological argument, but a longing for the grace found in the Eucharist.
“My longing for truth was a single prayer.” – St. Edith Stein As a thirteen-year-old Evangelical Protestant, I spent a day in a sporting good store asking people, “If you
After a life of fulfilling the cultural obligations of a cradle Catholic, Dan Gonzalez encountered a “living Gospel” during his first year at college. After sensing that something was “missing” from the services at a non-Catholic worship service, Gonzalez began a search that lead him back home.
While Elizabeth enjoyed the blessings of being brought up in a devout Christian environment, she always had a nagging doubt about being “once saved, always saved.” Her desire for the truth and her husband’s Catholic background led her to investigate the teachings of the Catholic Church.
Richard shares with Marcus about his early days as the son of immigrant parents from Armenia and the moral foundation he received by participating in the Protestant church of his
Cheryl Ann, who dreamed of being a missionary and mother of many children, has felt the hand of God throughout her whole life. Facing the crisis of scandal in the Catholic Church, she left to become an Evangelical Christian. An unexpected turn of events awakened a longing desire for Jesus in the Eucharist, which brought her home to the Church of her youth.
Dr. Steven Smith grew up in a loving, moral Catholic home in Chicago in a predominantly Irish Catholic neighborhood. He admits that though weekly mass attenders, the family did not
Don was raised in Maine in a Catholic home on a potato farm. The family attended Mass faithfully but there was no prayer at home. In high school and college,
When he was a toddler, the parents of Chris Davis divorced. He and his mother left Kentucky for Washington State, but over the next decade, they moved quite a bit.
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.
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