I was born in 1968 to Catholic parents in a small, predominantly Catholic Belgian village. Jesus, Mother Mary, and the Church were ever-present in my childhood and youth. We attended
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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 legs started to go to sleep as I sat on the floor of my bedroom in the middle of the night. The Qur’an rested on the small table in
Why did I write this story? To answer a question posed to me by my mother: “Why did you feel you needed to go to the Catholic Church?” In other
Being born in New Hampshire, my parents had me baptized as an infant at the local Protestant church. I have always been aware of God in my life. My first
I spent three days recently with my daughter and son-in-law in a grueling marathon of house and yard work as part of an effort to sell their home in the
We are pilgrims progressing from time to eternity, and our goal is the Father himself. He constantly calls us beyond what is familiar and comfortable to new paths of faith
We often think of miracles as a physical demonstration of the supernatural, such as bodily healing, but, personally, I think for a die-hard fundamentalist Protestant to make his way into
“All of God’s people will eventually have to go underground. You do know that in the end times, the Vatican will try to round up the real Christians, don’t you?”
“For by grace you have been saved through faith; and this is not your own doing, it is the gift of God — not because of works, lest any man
I was born and raised in Long Island, NY, the youngest of six children, raised in a household with no formal religion. In 1960, when I was five years old,
My husband, Mark, and I were never “cafeteria Catholics.” We were simply on a diet; a reduced information one. Ignorance was the problem. And maybe some spiritual sloth. We occasionally
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