“Someday we’ll all be Catholic. ”What!? I was eight years old when I heard my father say those words. It was the evening of Sunday, October 22, 1967. Dad was
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My childhood faith development was a “broken road.” I was baptized in the Episcopal Church about the age of three, but based on family photos, it doesn’t seem to have
I was born in 1956 in Minneapolis, MN and raised Catholic. Mom took us to Mass every week, we said grace before meals, and Mom had a sacred picture, which
C.S. Lewis, one of the greatest Christian apologists, turned to Jesus because of a late-night conversation with his friends, J.R.R. Tolkien and Hugo Dyson. Scholars debate the exact timing, but
It has been nine and a half years since I joined the Catholic Church. Since then, I have learned many things about the saints, the Blessed Mother, the Eucharist, the
I was raised in a military family; my dad was in the Marine Corps for 20 years, and I grew up in California and North Carolina. In my freshman year
Why would a Bible-believing Christian join the Catholic Church? I wasn’t ignorant of Scripture; on the contrary, I was marinated in Scripture. It fueled me. I taught a small Bible
My earliest memory of church was from when I was in preschool in the mid-1980’s. My mom would drop me off at Sunday school at the local First Southern Baptist
I was baptized Christmas Eve 2001. I was six years old, and my family was very active in our local Baptist church in Largo, FL. We were members of a
God began working in my life the day I was born in Columbus, GA. It was 1946 and my mother had a distressed pregnancy. The doctor wondered if she would
Midway through my life’s journey, I saw the lights of a police car in my rear view mirror. I managed to get to the side of the road and go
I was raised in what I often describe as a non-churchgoing Christian home. My mother read to us from the Bible, we lived out our Christian values, but rarely attended