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Hi all 
Iām new here. My name is Kathy, !'m 37, married, 4 kids, currently a f/t student hoping for acceptance to my nursing program for fall '09. I want to share my story and what brought me here.
My background is Pentecostal, particularly, Church of God until the age of 17. Graduated HS and joined the Army.
Iāve not been active in church since. My mom/dad, grandmother, great-grandmother, uncle, all were in Church of God. It was all I knew. Around the age of 12/13 I started questioning things. Mostly things that the āchurchā said we couldnāt do. All of which I was made to abide by. After being taught that **everything ** was sin, needless to say when I left home I was buck wild. Met my husband while stationed in Germany, we married in Denmark. Been together 17 years and he just retired from the Army last April. In the years weāve been back in the states, there were many times I felt the need to go to church. I tried many. Many. None of which I ever really felt comfortable at. I do go to my mother-in-lawās church (Pentecostal, non-denom) when we visit her. I like her church, but I think I feel comfortable there because I know everyone.
Recently, Iād say probably a month ago now, I decided to stop cussing. Big move for me, let me tell ya. And after about a week or so I was getting to where I wasnāt thinking of the cuss word(s) even though I wasnāt saying them and thatās when I began praying. Thanking God for things I should have thanked him for, asking for guidance and putting an issue w/my school in his hands. Iāve been doing really well. So, this past Tuesday, I came home from class and was on the computer busy w/homework. I donāt know for sure if I can describe this to you and you understand, but I pray that you do. I was doing homework and deep in my heart/soul and deep in my head I hear/feel the words āCatholic Churchā. Thatās it nothing else. Now it wasnāt an audible voice as if someone were speaking out loud, like me talking to my husband. It was āinā me. I looked around like I was crazy. And I was just like āWowā. I had to finish my h/wā¦kids were about to come home, had to fix dinner, etc. So after dinner, I got on the computer and typed in Google āCatholicā. This site was the first to come up. All I did was look around, etc. I also went to catholic.org and looked around there as well. The next day I ended up calling a local parish and havenāt heard back yet. So, I took a notebook and I wrote down all the things that I believe and/or had issues with how I was raised. Then made a list of questions I had about Catholicism. And prayed. I told God, I donāt know what this means, but please give me guidance. Iāve felt this tremendous pull toward the Catholic church since. Iāve been online reading when I can. Before I look for something, I ask God to show me what He wants me to know/see/understand. Iāve basically been trying to reasearch and find answers myself.
I emailed my brother. Heās the only Catholic I know. He converted a few years ago and yes, we were raised in the same church. He is very supportive and very encouraging. Heās helping to answer my questions the best he can but advised me 1) to call a local parish (which I did) and 2) to go to the bookstore and find a book on RCIA or catechism(hope I spelled that right). I did that today.
I believe, right now, that Iām on the path of Truth. I feel it. Iāve learned so much in the last few days. I hope that my taking those steps to stop cussing, opened my spirit up to be able to listen and that what I felt/heard was God. I donāt want to cast doubt at all, I guess Iām needing some reassurance or confirmation. Catholic church/Catholicism was the last thing on my mind. I mean it really threw me for a loop. Last weekend my uncle invited us to attend church w/him (non-denom) but I gave no real answer, just a thank you.
Any advice, encouragement anything, is greatly appreciated.
God Bless,
Kathy
Iām new here. My name is Kathy, !'m 37, married, 4 kids, currently a f/t student hoping for acceptance to my nursing program for fall '09. I want to share my story and what brought me here.
My background is Pentecostal, particularly, Church of God until the age of 17. Graduated HS and joined the Army.
Iāve not been active in church since. My mom/dad, grandmother, great-grandmother, uncle, all were in Church of God. It was all I knew. Around the age of 12/13 I started questioning things. Mostly things that the āchurchā said we couldnāt do. All of which I was made to abide by. After being taught that **everything ** was sin, needless to say when I left home I was buck wild. Met my husband while stationed in Germany, we married in Denmark. Been together 17 years and he just retired from the Army last April. In the years weāve been back in the states, there were many times I felt the need to go to church. I tried many. Many. None of which I ever really felt comfortable at. I do go to my mother-in-lawās church (Pentecostal, non-denom) when we visit her. I like her church, but I think I feel comfortable there because I know everyone.
Recently, Iād say probably a month ago now, I decided to stop cussing. Big move for me, let me tell ya. And after about a week or so I was getting to where I wasnāt thinking of the cuss word(s) even though I wasnāt saying them and thatās when I began praying. Thanking God for things I should have thanked him for, asking for guidance and putting an issue w/my school in his hands. Iāve been doing really well. So, this past Tuesday, I came home from class and was on the computer busy w/homework. I donāt know for sure if I can describe this to you and you understand, but I pray that you do. I was doing homework and deep in my heart/soul and deep in my head I hear/feel the words āCatholic Churchā. Thatās it nothing else. Now it wasnāt an audible voice as if someone were speaking out loud, like me talking to my husband. It was āinā me. I looked around like I was crazy. And I was just like āWowā. I had to finish my h/wā¦kids were about to come home, had to fix dinner, etc. So after dinner, I got on the computer and typed in Google āCatholicā. This site was the first to come up. All I did was look around, etc. I also went to catholic.org and looked around there as well. The next day I ended up calling a local parish and havenāt heard back yet. So, I took a notebook and I wrote down all the things that I believe and/or had issues with how I was raised. Then made a list of questions I had about Catholicism. And prayed. I told God, I donāt know what this means, but please give me guidance. Iāve felt this tremendous pull toward the Catholic church since. Iāve been online reading when I can. Before I look for something, I ask God to show me what He wants me to know/see/understand. Iāve basically been trying to reasearch and find answers myself.
I emailed my brother. Heās the only Catholic I know. He converted a few years ago and yes, we were raised in the same church. He is very supportive and very encouraging. Heās helping to answer my questions the best he can but advised me 1) to call a local parish (which I did) and 2) to go to the bookstore and find a book on RCIA or catechism(hope I spelled that right). I did that today.
I believe, right now, that Iām on the path of Truth. I feel it. Iāve learned so much in the last few days. I hope that my taking those steps to stop cussing, opened my spirit up to be able to listen and that what I felt/heard was God. I donāt want to cast doubt at all, I guess Iām needing some reassurance or confirmation. Catholic church/Catholicism was the last thing on my mind. I mean it really threw me for a loop. Last weekend my uncle invited us to attend church w/him (non-denom) but I gave no real answer, just a thank you.
Any advice, encouragement anything, is greatly appreciated.
God Bless,
Kathy
