I was baptized as a baby on Palm Sunday, 1975, at First United Methodist Church in Dayton, OH. First UMC was my grandparents’ church, and my parents attended there when
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In the fall of 2010, my friend Clayton and I discussed my recent mission work in the Andes Mountains as we drove our van to the Ozark Mountains in Arkansas.
I’m what’s called a “revert.” Although I’m a cradle Catholic, I became an agnostic at the age of 18. Twenty years later, at the age of 38, I had a
Formation and Family History I was born into a Catholic family in May of 1953, baptized as a baby, went on to do my confession, received my first Holy Communion,
“Then many of his disciples who were listening said, “This saying is hard; who can accept it?”As a result of this, many of his disciples returned to their former way
Raised as a Protestant in Arlington, Texas, my childhood was simple. It was in adulthood that things got complicated with different beliefs, different faiths, and a difficult marriage. Now, years
I grew up in a small town in southern Nebraska. My parents divorced when I was very young, and my mother remarried when I was six. My family was a
The following is adapted from Deacon Dennis Lambert’s book, For Real? Christ’s Presence in the Eucharist (Liguori Publications 2022). A Good Beginning I was a cradle Catholic whose cradle was
My faith journey to the Catholic Church took me through several different denominations and several different states. I was brought up in a Southern Baptist Church in Sophia, West Virginia.
Catholic Roots I was born in 1961 and raised in a rural area. Dad was an atheist, but not the militant type. He was also a World War II veteran,
“For I know well the plans I have in mind for you… plans for your welfare and not for woe, so as to give you a future of hope. When
I grew up in the Northern Beaches area of Sydney, Australia, a picturesque area of the city. Our family never went to church. We tried once, out of curiosity, when