Convert here. I converted because I was studying to be a minister in the protestant church. I was dating a Roman Catholic at the time and was informed by my church that I couldn’t be ordained if I were married to or dating a Roman Catholic since my church didn’t recognize the RCC as a legitimate fold of Christianity. I had to take a semester of Church History as part of my ordination, so I took two semesters and focused on converting him. I went to Mass with him to whisper criticisms in his ear, scoff openly, and fight afterwards. I started getting him to go to Protestant services with me…but to no avail.
I guess I’d be an intellectual convert. As I took more and more theology for my ordination, as well as Bible and Church History, I couldn’t refute many of the claims made by the priest who was eventually called in to help because my boyfriend (now husband) was losing the fight because he didn’t know jack about his faith but he felt strongly he couldn’t leave. I prayed about dumping him because he had dug his heels in. The Holy Spirit only whispered back “wait”.
I spent a year in pain, racked with not knowing what to do. The more I learned the scarier and scarier things got. I eventually had to make a decision to follow the truth or follow my heart (I loved the highly-emotional worship of Pentecostalism) and I eventually capitulated to truth.
I entered the Catholic church and married my husband a few months later. I’d lost friends, family, and my career to do so. For 10 years I went through an incredibly dark time, spiritually. It ended about 10 months ago and I now see what God was doing…he was clearing out all the junk and emptying me to receive the fullness of truth in the Eucharist…I’m beyond words now. I also found the Charismatic Catholic Renewal, and am starting a modern worship group at my church and have a lot of people interested who are also converts. The power of God and the power of the Pentecostal worship in the light of the truth of RCC is…nothing I could ever dream at attempting to put into words. Having the emotional worship for people like me, on top of the logic, order, and reverence of the Mass…it’s the best of both worlds. You see a more complete picture of God…and…sometimes I actually feel scared because as infinitely deeper as everything has become…the Holy Spirit smiles in my soul and almost brags about how much more he has to show me…It’s amazing.