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
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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
I grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Canada in a wonderful, loving family: my sister, my Mom and Dad, and a cat we’d adopted from the pound. It was
Early Life – Seeds planted I was born in October of 1978 in Cold Lake, Alberta, Canada. The first of two children, my life would be significantly changed when, at
How It Began In early August 2016, my life suddenly changed — irrevocably and forever. It began on the night I picked up a rosary and a “How to Pray
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