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My 500-Year Journey from Scotland to Rome

“I had been drawn to the Catholic Church for years but still was not completely sure it was biblically faithful. Would it disappoint us as the Protestant church had? I didn’t know where home was for a Christian who just wanted to love and follow Jesus faithfully and truthfully. While many people are drawn to the Church through reading the Church Fathers and history, I needed to see and touch historical and holy sites. In 2018, I received a generous grant allowing me to journey across Europe to visit the foundations of our faith… The last day of our pilgrimage culminated in taking the Scavi Tour under the altar of St. Peter’s Basilica to see the actual bones of St. Peter. This moving experience confirmed I had found the biblical New Testament Church I had longed to know…”

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My Pearl of Great Price

Sissi L. Baker | Baptist, Conversion Stories, Pentecostal | 10 Comments

My father was the pastor of a few different churches throughout Ohio and West Virginia during this time. He began as a Pentecostal minister, and would later go on to pastor a Baptist church. My father never attended a seminary, although he received his preaching credentials under the teaching of another Evangelist via postal-mail. I remember as a young girl, my father worked hard at his biblical studies. He continued to work full-time as a carpenter to provide a decent living for his family, but on many evenings, he would slave over a stack of books for long hours.

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A Change of Faith

Joan Thomas | Anglican & Episcopalian, Conversion Stories | One Comment

I grew up in Trinidad, in the West Indies, of British parentage. My parents were delightful people, loved by me and by everyone else who knew them. They were baptized Christians and lived as Christians should: helping others when necessary and sharing with those who needed it; but like many non-Catholics in those days, attending church regularly was not considered necessary. My two sisters and myself were baptized Anglicans, confirmed when we reached the proper age and as younger children were sent to Sunday school. Our parents attended church services on Easter Sunday, Christmas morning, and perhaps twice otherwise during the year. As we grew older, we stopped attending Sunday school, and only went to church when our parents did. We were believers but religion did not play an important role in our lives.

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Hope that the World Cannot Give

John Nahrgang |
Agnostic, Atheist/Agnostic, Conversion Stories | No Comments

Even as a sophomore I knew that I wanted to attend Notre Dame. Its Catholic identity wasn’t really a factor at all; its academic reputation, quality of student life (as reported by Princeton Review), and the memories of my first visit there drove my decision. I didn’t know what to make of Catholicism at all. One of the essays on the Notre Dame application dealt with a “spiritual topic” of our choosing. I chose to write about my impressions of Siddhartha by Herman Hesse.

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The Long Hike from Geneva to Rome

David R. Gillespie |
Conversion Stories, Presbyterian & Reformed | 2 Comments

On November 6, 2011, on the book of the Gospels, I signed the Nicene Creed and a statement in which I professed to “believe in and hold firm all that the Holy Catholic church believes in, teaches and professes as handed down by the Fathers of the Church and Ancient Tradition.” By doing so, I effectively hung up my pulpit gown and stole: items I had received on the occasion of my ordination as a Minister of Word and Sacrament in the Presbyterian Church in America.

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Highway to Heaven

Dr. Jean M. Lee | Conversion Stories, New Age/Occult, Pentecostal, Reverts to the Catholic Faith | One Comment

“I was fighting so many demons that I lost track of where they came from and how they were manifested. I became enslaved to spiritual poverty, sexual depravity, and a greed for money that would take its toll on my emotions and psyche for years to come. Everything in life seemed easily disposable, especially my money, which I spent lavishly to maintain my steady diet of alcohol and drugs that would salve my emotional pain.”

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Following God: Jesus Loves Me This I Know

Marian Prentice |
Baptist, Conversion Stories, Methodist, United Methodist | 7 Comments

From my earliest memories Jesus was my best friend. I loved church, worship, and my Bible, which I unfailingly carried everywhere. My dad used to joke, “Don’t you trust my driving? Is that why you always take your Bible?”

The Lord’s grace throughout my life has always been abundant. In reality, I can’t recall a time when I have not loved, desired, and pursued God. I always wanted to hear more about Jesus and to share Him with others.

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From Pain to Peace

Leonard L. Adams |
Atheist, Atheist/Agnostic, Conversion Stories, Evangelical, New Age/Occult, Non-Denominational, Pentecostal | 22 Comments

I was born in the ghettoes of Chicago’s South Side in 1961. My first memories are of dilapidated apartments, window frames without windows, trash strewn on the streets, urine-soaked alleys, and a neglected-derived independence. As a three-, four-, and five-year-old, I remember many times coming and going from the apartment my mother, siblings and I shared while my mother, an active alcoholic at that time, had friends over from morning till night — days filled with card games, cigarette smoke and all the beer and vodka they could want. When I was about seven years old, my father, whom I had only met once, came to the apartment announcing that my six siblings and I were going with him. It was the last time I would see my mother for years. Much later, my father told us my mother told him she was moving and leaving us at the apartment, and warned him that if he didn’t come get us, we would be abandoned.

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Damascus Road: My Personal Journey of Encountering Christ, the Sacraments, and His Church

Phill Bennetzen |
Baptist, Conversion Stories, Evangelical, Non-Denominational | 2 Comments

I sat at work with my head in my hands looking at the computer screen. I couldn’t believe what I had just read. There was no possible way that was the truth. How could it be? I always thought that I was right and the Catholics were wrong. If the statement I had just read was true, it would mean so much would have to change. Yet, how could they be right? This was only supposed to be a harmless trip to EWTN.com in order to disprove my fiancée’s parents and their firm Catholic beliefs.

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