I was 51 years old, married for 15 years and without children, living on five acres in the woods of Southern Oregon, at the time of Pope John Paul II’s
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Acts 8:26-40 RSV: But an angel of the Lord said to Philip, “Rise and go toward the south to the road that goes down from Jerusalem to Gaza.” This is a
There was never a time in my life when I didn’t want to know God. My earliest memories are of a loving, Christian home involved in a church where we
Flying as copilot on a wide body jet many years ago, I started to descend to a lower altitude when a series of loud bangs shook the aircraft and kicked
Maybe you’re like me. Maybe you grew up in North America and lived a sheltered, comfortable life, and God — although you would never say it, or consciously think it
I was raised in a Christian home, the youngest of four children. My dad was, and still is, a minister of a Bible church. He and my mother, both raised
Erma Bombeck once said of those born on Christmas day, “There are 364 other days to choose from, but you were chosen to enter the world on a day when
After 51 years as a Protestant and 28 years as a United Methodist clergyman, I have come home to the Catholic Church. To my delighted surprise, I have found it
“In studying the Catholic Faith, I was starting to see how little I had regarded the words of Jesus in relation to the structure of my faith as a Baptist. ”
I was born in the late 1960’s to a father who was a devout Southern Baptist and to a mother who was Jewish. Before my birth and in the first
It started with a phone call from my son one summer’s evening. “Mum, do you mind if I become a Catholic?” I was taken aback…. Being an Evangelical Christian at the time, I had received some negative teaching over the years about Catholicism.
Sylvia Rummel was born into the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. As a Mormon, Sylvia met her husband, a fallen-away Catholic priest. Little did either of them know, their joint journey would lead them home to the Catholic Church.