When I first began considering the Catholic faith, I thought of the analogy of a puzzle. Maybe I heard it somewhere, I don’t know, but the analogy just seemed to come to me.
So there’s this puzzle, perhaps with a picture of a really pretty house in a field, with lots of flowers, animals in the background, and a beautiful blue sky. Well, I knew that with my Protestant faith, I had at least the core of the gospel, i.e. belief in the Trinity, the sacrificial death and resurrection of Jesus, our utter inability to save ourselves, etc. So I imagined these beliefs to be the core of the puzzle, or in this analogy, the house. But then I started wondering, if the other teachings of the Catholic church were true, such as the ability of saints in heaven to assist us on our journey through intercessory prayer, the idea of Mary being our spiritual Mother, thus completing the Family, the authority of the Pope, through the Holy Spirit, to protect the church from teaching error, etc., then I started wondering if all these things made up the rest of the puzzle, like the flowers, animals, and clear blue sky.
I guess what I mean is, what if Christ intended his church to be this really beautiful thing, this complete picture, and through the years, Protestantism had gradually taken away one thing after another, until all we had left was the house? Yes, Protestants would have truth, but I saw it was possible they could be missing so much more! And so I began investigating, because if these things were true, then I wanted to experience the fullness of beauty for myself.