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halogirl
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Was Protestant. Now Catholic since Easter Vigil. My story is that I grew up in a household with two parents who had been baptised into the Church of England but who never went to church. You get a lot of that in the UK - people will say ‘I’m Church of England’ but in a practical sense they don’t really live out a Christian faith. I started to go to Brownies (girl scouts) and they were invited to occasional church services which I always loved. I always used to ask my mother to take me to Sunday school but she was too busy looking after the family. Not her fault. When I got older (14,15) I started to go a youth club run by the Methodist church and they always had a little bit of the evening devoted to scripture. At the same time my mother got invited to an Alpha course by the same mother whose daughter I was friends with, and who I went to youth club with. Eventually my mother and I started going to Methodist church and I prayed the classic sinners prayer and powerfully felt the Holy Spirit. Long story short I started off very ‘well,’ ( although now realise we all fall short).got baptised aged 16 into Methodist church. Tee total no sex before marriage, go to church study. All well and good. Before long got mixed up in unhealthy rships with non Christians guys after I moved away to college, started drinking and losing my way. Got into a lot of debt. Eventually moved back home ten years later, met my now husband. Got back on track with my money thanks to my parents helping me and moved in and married my husband. During the time we were dating I poured out all the sadness I felt about my misguided rships and he agreed that we should stop sleeping together and that he would support me moving back to God. Gradually we prayed together regularly. From when we moved in until we got married in the Methodist church we refrained from full sex although there was some slip ups. Once married I got a job in an catholic school and it was like some bit of me was awakened. I hated that I couldn’t have communion and began an RCIA course so I could fully be in communion and be received into the church. During my first confession I said sorry for all the sexual sins I’d committed in my life and came out crying. I’m gradually working on myself and have confessed about once a month since my conversion this Easter. My husband came to mass with me in the last couple of weeks and now prays and tries to follow the Lord. He was also there at the Easter vigil. My maternal grandma was a catholic who married a Church of England man. Her family shunned her and that is the only reason I wasn’t born a catholic. Long story short - I KNOW my Lord has saved me and I am working towards perfection that I will only get after many trials. But he has paid my price. I would not be in this place without the Protestant church. They are our brothers and sisters. Thanks for reading my testimony anyone who does. Xx Thank you my Christian family