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dpwilson
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I hope nobody minds if I post. I am a lifelong Catholic, but sort of a “revert”. Not that I have ever doubted or considered any other denomination, just that I grew up Catholic and never cared to find out why. My mother did a great job of raising us, but as kids, we were more interested in football, fishing and everything else but religion. All I knew was that Jesus founded the Catholic Church and we had some disagreements with protestants.
It wasnt until my early 20’s while in the Air Force, while on lunch break, I heard a couple of guys talking about Jesus and how great life was, that I learned I needed to know more. I sat and began talking with these guys, thinking hey, we are all Christians and could share our love of God. One thing led to another and they asked where I worshiped. I told them on base at the chapel and they asked what service. When I told them Catholic, they turned and looked to each other and started hammering me with questions. Why do you call your priests father? Why do you confess your sins to a priest and not to God alone? On and On they went. I never had a solid answer.
I went home after that and started looking into the bible. This was around 20 years ago, so I didnt have the internet and many of the resources we have today to learn from. All I could tell them that they were interpreting the bible wrong. While I was correct, its not the answer they needed. I felt ashamed that I was beaten so badly and vowed that I would seek the truth. Maybe I was wrong.
To make a long story short, since then I have been reading and without a doubt know the true church is the church I grew up in and strive to learn more and hopefully, provide better answers today than I did 20 years ago when challenged.
So, thats my story, that of the typical cradle Catholic who took for granted what they have.
It wasnt until my early 20’s while in the Air Force, while on lunch break, I heard a couple of guys talking about Jesus and how great life was, that I learned I needed to know more. I sat and began talking with these guys, thinking hey, we are all Christians and could share our love of God. One thing led to another and they asked where I worshiped. I told them on base at the chapel and they asked what service. When I told them Catholic, they turned and looked to each other and started hammering me with questions. Why do you call your priests father? Why do you confess your sins to a priest and not to God alone? On and On they went. I never had a solid answer.
I went home after that and started looking into the bible. This was around 20 years ago, so I didnt have the internet and many of the resources we have today to learn from. All I could tell them that they were interpreting the bible wrong. While I was correct, its not the answer they needed. I felt ashamed that I was beaten so badly and vowed that I would seek the truth. Maybe I was wrong.
To make a long story short, since then I have been reading and without a doubt know the true church is the church I grew up in and strive to learn more and hopefully, provide better answers today than I did 20 years ago when challenged.
So, thats my story, that of the typical cradle Catholic who took for granted what they have.