Creepy Catholics It couldn’t have happened at any other point in my life. Let me explain. For most of my adult life, Catholicism had given me the creeps. As a
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“I have called you by name, you are mine!” (Isaiah 43:1) Thinking back, I imagine that my twin sister and I were among the most alienated little children in New
I grew up in a big family that fit every Catholic stereotype except one — we weren’t Catholic. We attended church every Sunday. Mom stayed home, ran the household, and
I wasn’t searching. We were doing fine spiritually, our kids were happy, and we were doctrinally settled. There was no need to rock the boat, and I certainly had no
My spiritual journey began when I was baptized at 13 years old at the non-institutional church of Christ in Starkville, Mississippi. I’d felt a pulling on my heart to be
It was 2018, and I was catching up on life with a college friend. For a brief time after graduation in 2016, we had both been youth ministers at separate
I lay face down on the floor before the altar as the Litany of Saints was being chanted. Part of the lore of some of the priests who encouraged me
I was raised in a very structured Calvinist, Presbyterian home that included Sunday school and church, choir practice, handbells, youth group, Wednesday night suppers and vacation Bible school, Bible camps,
I grew up in an irreligious family. It’s not that my parents didn’t have religious beliefs; they did. They both grew up in nominally Catholic families but rejected their Catholic
After playing guitar in front of a crowd of nearly 10,000 people during an Evangelical missions crusade in March of 2019 at the Palacio de los Deportes in the heart
This written testimony originally appeared in the February 2024 CHNewsletter. ***** I wrote this essay over a decade ago when I was in a very different phase of life. I’d
The title of my story is taken from the Penitential Rite of the Mass. It sums up accurately my relationship with the Lord as I’ve traveled this path into full
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