Christ-Haunted The Catholic writer Flannery O’Connor described the American southeast as being “Christ-haunted.” By that simple expression, the great novelist was describing the sad reality of dismissing (or abandoning) the
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Childhood I was born in 1962 in Abilene, Texas. My father was a Nike missile radar operator in the Army, raised in the Baptist tradition, and my mother was raised
My husband, James, was born and raised Catholic, but I had the good fortune of getting to evangelize him right out of the Catholic Church and turn him into a
The Apostles failed in their mission. They neglected to properly appoint their successors. When the last Apostle died, the keys of the kingdom were lost from the earth. The Church
I grew up in Westwood, Massachusetts, a small suburb of Boston. My parents attended First Parish United Church, which was Unitarian Universalist and Congregational all rolled into one. They attended
Early years I was raised in a typical middle-class family in Sydney, Australia, and was loved by both of my parents. My mum was a non-practicing Catholic, and my dad
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
I came from a loving, stable home. My parents had a strong marriage. My childhood was happy, and family ties were solid. Sundays were set apart for quality time together.
I grew up in an extremely marginal Christian home. Even though my parents never went to church, said prayers before meals, or in any outward way demonstrated any commitment to
If I were to describe my faith journey in just a few words, I would say it has been like climbing a tree, starting from the ground up. Ground, meaning
I grew up in the mid-southern region of the United States, right in the heart of the Bible Belt. My family members were strong Southern Baptists. God gave me a
I used to live in a fog. At first, it didn’t bother me. I was convinced my young, strong lungs could handle anything. But the fog was silently growing thicker