My earliest memory is my baptism. It was a Sunday morning in springtime, and I was four years old. I remember the unusual perspective of being at the front of
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Faith to Fire I was a very prayerful little girl and was born and raised in the Catholic Faith. I grew up in a little town in New York state.
I grew up nominally Catholic, but my life actually started with a miracle. I was born in 1993 and seemed to be perfectly healthy. By the time I should have
If you had told me as a kid growing up in Dorchester, Massachusetts that I would be where I am today, I would not have believed you. I don’t think
I was born in Yonkers, New York, near the Bronx. My parents had immigrated from the Dominican Republic, my father in the 1960s and my mother in the 1970s. Both
I was born in in Tehran, Iran in 1968 to a Muslim family. My parents placed my sister and me in a Christian school to learn English. There we sang
I was born during World War II into a devout Christian home in Houston, Texas, with Dad being raised Methodist and Mother, Baptist, both committing to Christ when young. When
Matthew 16:1-4 (RSV-CE): And the Pharisees and Sadducees came, and to test him they asked him to show them a sign from heaven. He answered them, “When it is evening,
The tale of my journey into the Catholic Church is a tale of growth — spiritual growth, psychological growth, and, most importantly of all, growth in an understanding of and
I did not receive a very religious upbringing. I was, however, indirectly taught that God existed, and I retained some vague belief in Him until high school, when I became
Up until that moment, I was a little bit bored by the music the Christian rock band was playing. But then, one of the musicians — lads scarcely any older
Odd that someone with a quintessential Irish Catholic name like “Ian Murphy” is a convert into the Church; yet I am. Initially, I doubted whether God existed; eventually, I became