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Paul.D
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I don’t know if I’m in the right spot, but I am a restless protestant who is looking increasingly to Rome. My journey is as follows:
Act I - Confessions of a Fickle Protestant
I was raised Baptist. At 19 I converted to the Church of Christ (acapella evangelicals) while dating the gal who would eventually become my wife. What’s interesting about the Church of Christ is that they pulverize the protestant conceptualization of “Sola Fide” and take a view of baptism and take what is much closer to a “sacramental” view. (Whereas it is strictly symbolic for many protestants.) This really resonated with me, and for several years after I left the Baptist church I was “all in” with my new found found Protestant sect.
Eventually I became restless again, and my wife and I left the Chruches of Christ and spent over five years bouncing around various evangelical churches with our two kids suffering the from the lack of consistency. Being skeptical of Sola Fide, we found that we did not fit anywhere in that world. Exhausted, we eventually went slinking back to the drab but familiar Churches of Christ. We are not exactly happy, but at least we do not have to abide talk of predestination and “ask Jesus into your heart” conversions.
The thing that really bothered me – that I haven’t been able to shake – regarding our church shopping experience was that even even within the narrow spectrum of evangelical churches we were attending there it was a jungle of private scriptural interpretations. Having let go of Sola Fide some 14 years ago I was beginning to become certain that Sola Scriptura needs to be jettisoned as well.
Act II - Cancer
A little over a year ago my wife was diagnosed with Stage 4 Melanoma. I cannot really even say what prompted me – other that desperation and a feeling of complete spiritual inadequacy (see Act I) – I began asking for the intercession of Mary on my wife’s behalf. (Also St. Luke – knowing that he was a physician.) I figured that it couldn’t hurt and that I needed all the help I could get.
What I was not expecting was that my prayers during that time period would be the most powerful prayers of my entire life. Ultimately my wife was able to have her melanoma removed surgically and she required no chemo and no radiation. I reiterate that this was was STAGE FOUR melanoma, and she was completely clear after just the surgery. None of the nasty cancer treatments required.
At this point, I got spooked. I quietly packed away the Mary and the Saints and haven’t told anyone.
Act III - Investigation
One day, on a whim, I started watching a YouTube video by some cajun Catholic named Karlo Broussard. About six hours into his videos I am now beginning to consider something that I never would have imagined myself considering: that I might have to become Catholic.
This is my story right up to this point. I welcome your prayers and any advice. Especially if anyone here has a background in the Churches of Christ.
Act I - Confessions of a Fickle Protestant
I was raised Baptist. At 19 I converted to the Church of Christ (acapella evangelicals) while dating the gal who would eventually become my wife. What’s interesting about the Church of Christ is that they pulverize the protestant conceptualization of “Sola Fide” and take a view of baptism and take what is much closer to a “sacramental” view. (Whereas it is strictly symbolic for many protestants.) This really resonated with me, and for several years after I left the Baptist church I was “all in” with my new found found Protestant sect.
Eventually I became restless again, and my wife and I left the Chruches of Christ and spent over five years bouncing around various evangelical churches with our two kids suffering the from the lack of consistency. Being skeptical of Sola Fide, we found that we did not fit anywhere in that world. Exhausted, we eventually went slinking back to the drab but familiar Churches of Christ. We are not exactly happy, but at least we do not have to abide talk of predestination and “ask Jesus into your heart” conversions.
The thing that really bothered me – that I haven’t been able to shake – regarding our church shopping experience was that even even within the narrow spectrum of evangelical churches we were attending there it was a jungle of private scriptural interpretations. Having let go of Sola Fide some 14 years ago I was beginning to become certain that Sola Scriptura needs to be jettisoned as well.
Act II - Cancer
A little over a year ago my wife was diagnosed with Stage 4 Melanoma. I cannot really even say what prompted me – other that desperation and a feeling of complete spiritual inadequacy (see Act I) – I began asking for the intercession of Mary on my wife’s behalf. (Also St. Luke – knowing that he was a physician.) I figured that it couldn’t hurt and that I needed all the help I could get.
What I was not expecting was that my prayers during that time period would be the most powerful prayers of my entire life. Ultimately my wife was able to have her melanoma removed surgically and she required no chemo and no radiation. I reiterate that this was was STAGE FOUR melanoma, and she was completely clear after just the surgery. None of the nasty cancer treatments required.
At this point, I got spooked. I quietly packed away the Mary and the Saints and haven’t told anyone.
Act III - Investigation
One day, on a whim, I started watching a YouTube video by some cajun Catholic named Karlo Broussard. About six hours into his videos I am now beginning to consider something that I never would have imagined myself considering: that I might have to become Catholic.
This is my story right up to this point. I welcome your prayers and any advice. Especially if anyone here has a background in the Churches of Christ.