On the first Sunday of Advent in 2017, when I went to a Catholic Mass for the first time, becoming a Catholic was the last thing on my mind. The
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It was August, 2018, and I was in the middle of my spiritual direction program. During one session, a faculty member, Steve, shared about his pilgrimage on the Camino de
I was raised in the Catholic Church by parents who loved the faith. We went to Mass every Sunday, I received my sacraments, but I never really considered myself a
I was born and raised in Germany in the mid-1960s. My adoptive family was Protestant, but not very religious. We were CEO Christians (Christmas and Easter Only), and I don’t
I grew up in the beautiful mountains of Colorado with loving parents. We were not religious at all; in fact, our family had an anti-Christian attitude. I believed in an
The people who knew me best in my younger days would describe my personality as callous and obsessive. My mom, dad, sister, friends, and others knew that I was not
My faith journey began with listening to God. Some of my earliest memories are of church and prayer. My parents were devoted members of a non-denominational, charismatic Protestant community. Church,
Shortly before my sixth birthday, my Baptist-minister daddy baptized me in the Mississippi River following a tent revival. He placed me at the front of the line while folks sang
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 grew up on a farm outside of a small village in Ohio. My tiny village had half a dozen Christian churches, and my family belonged to the Church of
Change begins at the end of your comfort zone. It’s more than a cliché. With regard to faith journeys, the change may simply be a move from one Protestant church
I’ve always said that God has a great sense of humor. I left the Church while attending a Catholic college and came back while living in an atheistic commune! Fragile
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