Question for converts: What's your story?

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I believe that He said “bread of life”. But, anyways, a priest once mentioned that in Isaiah the Messiah would bring a new manna, a clear prophecy of the Eucharist, but I never got around to looking it up.

Even without my amateur dive in Linguistics I can see that the Eucharist is the new manna, the bread of life, the body, blood, soul and divinity of Our Lord, Jesus Christ.

:blessyou:
Manna in the OT, was food for the body, The new Manna, the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ is food for our soul.
 
Hello all,

This is a wonderful thread!

If I may, I would like to bring up again a facet of conversion known as “Breaking the News.” I wrote a letter today, to our “adopted” son and his wife, very, very dear to us, telling them I am becoming a Catholic. At first I was afraid they would disown me. I still don’t know how they will react, being zealous evangelicals, but I trust God before everything and don’t believe this relationship will be seriously disrupted–at least I hope not. I am going to reproduce here the parts that are pertinent. I am happy to know that my friends in cyberspace understand what this is like. Most of all, I hope you will pray.​

Dearest Family,

We once talked about handwritten letters being the best way to communicate something precious and important. Dear ones, I can hold back no longer.

I have decided to become a Catholic.

This has actually been working in my life since the 1990s. It has been a real spiritual journey, and is even more so now. It may take as much as two years for me to be received into the Catholic Church.

At all times in this journey, I have been prodded by the goad of the Holy Spirit, not the “Holy Intellect”–though by no means is my brain unplugged.

I have been a Christian for 27 years and have never been so happy in my church life as I am now. Ron [my husband] says he notices the difference. I feel as if a huge load has been lifted off me. Truly, His yoke is easy and His burden is light.

Most of us in many churches have gotten a fair amount of wrong information about Catholicism. Catholic apologists say they spend 1% of their time defending the Catholic Church and 99% of their time refuting false information about the Church. For example, I was surprised at how much Bible is included in the service: Old and New Testaments, Gospels and Psalms. I could go on, but I think, son, that you are friendly with the Catholic priest in your area [they go hiking together!]. I certainly give you permission to show this letter to him, should you want to.

The first question most people ask is “how is Ron handling this?” He is handling it great, from my perspective. He has tried never to get between me and God. He has been kind and extremely supportive, and I try to be considerate of him. Neither of us has ever expected the other to ask permission about decisions in our Christian life. We have been able to settle things that come up, with ease.

I thought this letter would be much longer, but many details can be saved for later. Above all, I hope you will rejoice with me, whether or not any of us understands every detail of this matter!
---------------------[end of excerpt of letter]

What is the sound I’m hearing? Could it be my knees knocking?

Love to all,

L.H.
 
Hi, Moen, Pam and all,

Try wrapping your mind around this, from a Jewish girl turned evangelical, now becoming Catholic. Evangelicals have in recent years been very enthused with teaching “Christ in the Passover.” Some even conduct Passover seders, seeking authenticity down to the finest detail, but in my opinion, unable to find it because they don’t discern the Lord’s Body (1 Corinthians 11)

Guess what? The centerpiece of the Seder is the lamb [of God, we know], the unleavened bread, and the Passover wine. The house is prepared for Passover and everything not kosher for Passover is thrown away. Sound like Lent? This is what we do spiritually, isn’t it? The bread and the wine at a Seder are not symbolic, any more than Holy Communion. They are real. They are required to be eaten and drunk by all present. So how can anyone understand the Passover Seder as anything but a forerunner and a type of–the Eucharist! I never caught on to this, and so many other things, as an evangelical.

How wonderful to realize this as the season proceeds. I am from a completely secular Jewish family, and never felt especially Jewish-identified, but like everything else Catholic, it is so enriching. I feel as if everything in my life is filling out and taking on beautiful colors. This is what conversion is for me. Hope you understand what I mean. I know I sometimes say and write things that are a bit abstruse. When the priest asked me what had drawn me to the Catholic church, I began with “my luminous Catholic women friends.” That took some explanation.😉
Wow… how wonderful! You have made quite a journey! Isn’t it amazing how we all have different journeys and still end up at home??? Want to hear something interesting? When I was an evangelical we belonged to a Catholic charismatic group. They would always have a Seder meal durng passover. I was introduced to it through the Church! 🙂
Have you ever read “The fourth cup” by Scott Hahn. I think with your background, it will amaze you!)
 
Hello all,

This is a wonderful thread!

If I may, I would like to bring up again a facet of conversion known as “Breaking the News.” I wrote a letter today, to our “adopted” son and his wife, very, very dear to us, telling them I am becoming a Catholic. At first I was afraid they would disown me. I still don’t know how they will react, being zealous evangelicals, but I trust God before everything and don’t believe this relationship will be seriously disrupted–at least I hope not. I am going to reproduce here the parts that are pertinent. I am happy to know that my friends in cyberspace understand what this is like. Most of all, I hope you will pray.​

Dearest Family,

We once talked about handwritten letters being the best way to communicate something precious and important. Dear ones, I can hold back no longer.

I have decided to become a Catholic.

This has actually been working in my life since the 1990s. It has been a real spiritual journey, and is even more so now. It may take as much as two years for me to be received into the Catholic Church.

At all times in this journey, I have been prodded by the goad of the Holy Spirit, not the “Holy Intellect”–though by no means is my brain unplugged.

I have been a Christian for 27 years and have never been so happy in my church life as I am now. Ron [my husband] says he notices the difference. I feel as if a huge load has been lifted off me. Truly, His yoke is easy and His burden is light.

Most of us in many churches have gotten a fair amount of wrong information about Catholicism. Catholic apologists say they spend 1% of their time defending the Catholic Church and 99% of their time refuting false information about the Church. For example, I was surprised at how much Bible is included in the service: Old and New Testaments, Gospels and Psalms. I could go on, but I think, son, that you are friendly with the Catholic priest in your area [they go hiking together!]. I certainly give you permission to show this letter to him, should you want to.

The first question most people ask is “how is Ron handling this?” He is handling it great, from my perspective. He has tried never to get between me and God. He has been kind and extremely supportive, and I try to be considerate of him. Neither of us has ever expected the other to ask permission about decisions in our Christian life. We have been able to settle things that come up, with ease.

I thought this letter would be much longer, but many details can be saved for later. Above all, I hope you will rejoice with me, whether or not any of us understands every detail of this matter!
---------------------[end of excerpt of letter]

What is the sound I’m hearing? Could it be my knees knocking?

Love to all,

L.H.
Dear Luminous,
Thank you for writing my letter for me:D I have only told my sister over the phone, and that’s been IT. What a beautiful explanation of your journey!
 
Moen, hi, this is the 3rd time I’ve answered you. I wiped out two posts, I don’t know how. Technologically challenged. Anyway, thank you for your kind response, and as far as I am concerned you can use all or any part of what I wrote in any way you like.🙂 I will pray that the Holy Spirit will go before you and open your sister’s heart. Love, L.H.
 
Moen, you mentioned English teachers… this is TOTALLY off subject. Are you one?
LH–are you??

I used to be until last year… but I can’t remember if I told you that…

I’ll go back to my nerdy reading and writing now! God bless!

(dont forget to move your clocks forward!!!)

We went to mass tonight so we wouldn’t get messed up in the a.m!!!😃
 
What is the sound I’m hearing? Could it be my knees knocking?
I hope it goes well for you. I especially hope it goes better for you than it did for my father’s family. (Sadly, I no longer speak to my father or his side of my extended family, including grandparents, who are all conservative, evangelical Christians.) I’ll definitely be in prayer for you!
 
Hello all,

This is a wonderful thread!

If I may, I would like to bring up again a facet of conversion known as “Breaking the News.” I wrote a letter today, to our “adopted” son and his wife, very, very dear to us, telling them I am becoming a Catholic. At first I was afraid they would disown me. I still don’t know how they will react, being zealous evangelicals, but I trust God before everything and don’t believe this relationship will be seriously disrupted–at least I hope not. I am going to reproduce here the parts that are pertinent. I am happy to know that my friends in cyberspace understand what this is like. Most of all, I hope you will pray.​

Dearest Family,

We once talked about handwritten letters being the best way to communicate something precious and important. Dear ones, I can hold back no longer.

I have decided to become a Catholic.

This has actually been working in my life since the 1990s. It has been a real spiritual journey, and is even more so now. It may take as much as two years for me to be received into the Catholic Church.

At all times in this journey, I have been prodded by the goad of the Holy Spirit, not the “Holy Intellect”–though by no means is my brain unplugged.

I have been a Christian for 27 years and have never been so happy in my church life as I am now. Ron [my husband] says he notices the difference. I feel as if a huge load has been lifted off me. Truly, His yoke is easy and His burden is light.

Most of us in many churches have gotten a fair amount of wrong information about Catholicism. Catholic apologists say they spend 1% of their time defending the Catholic Church and 99% of their time refuting false information about the Church. For example, I was surprised at how much Bible is included in the service: Old and New Testaments, Gospels and Psalms. I could go on, but I think, son, that you are friendly with the Catholic priest in your area [they go hiking together!]. I certainly give you permission to show this letter to him, should you want to.

The first question most people ask is “how is Ron handling this?” He is handling it great, from my perspective. He has tried never to get between me and God. He has been kind and extremely supportive, and I try to be considerate of him. Neither of us has ever expected the other to ask permission about decisions in our Christian life. We have been able to settle things that come up, with ease.

I thought this letter would be much longer, but many details can be saved for later. Above all, I hope you will rejoice with me, whether or not any of us understands every detail of this matter!
---------------------[end of excerpt of letter]

What is the sound I’m hearing? Could it be my knees knocking?

Love to all,

L.H.
The sound I hear is your heart pounding, what a beautiful 'letter. God Bless you and I am and will pray for you and your family. God Bless, Memaw
 
I was baptised and confirmed a Catholic in my childhood and turned away from church and God in my early teens. The more I drifted away the more cynical I became. In the end I was agnostic bordering on atheism. At the beginning of the year I attended a relative’s funeral in the Catholic church which I was brought up in. Being somewhat agoraphobic for several months made the build up to the ocassion particularly stressful - I was preoccupied with trying to plan my ‘escape route’ should I succumb to panic.

About 5 minutes into the Mass, I was overcome with a sense of peace, calm and welcome the likes of which I have never exerienced before. I could hear God calling “Welcome home”. For the first time in my adult life I prayed and participated in the Mass. My head was spinning for the rest of the day - Was I going mad? Was it the emotion of the ocassion? With each question the “welcome home” message repeated in my head.

The following Sunday I attended Mass in full expectation of anxiety and panic, together with confirmation that I had indeed ‘gone mad’. The same welcome calm engulfed me - I was home with God once more. I am still on my journey and am truly amazed by the way in which my life has transformed. In preparation for the sacrament of reconcilliation I was moved to tears which shocked me to my core. My mental health has improved to the point that EVERYONE has noticed and are noticeably shocked at the transformation. The anxiety has all but gone and the agoraphobia is subsiding radically.

I have not yet told anyone about my conversion to faith and to Catholicism as yet, I am unsure of the reasons. Perhaps it is because of how strongly against faith and religion I was. My journey is only just beginning and I don’t feel prepared enough to stand up to questioning. My mum is herself a devout Catholic, and I have not even told her yet. I can’t put my finger on it - perhaps its fear of eating my words from the last 20+ years. Whatever it is, its hard to explain. I pray that as I grow closer to God that I will find the words and courage.
 
I was baptised and confirmed a Catholic in my childhood and turned away from church and God in my early teens. The more I drifted away the more cynical I became. In the end I was agnostic bordering on atheism. At the beginning of the year I attended a relative’s funeral in the Catholic church which I was brought up in. Being somewhat agoraphobic for several months made the build up to the ocassion particularly stressful - I was preoccupied with trying to plan my ‘escape route’ should I succumb to panic.

About 5 minutes into the Mass, I was overcome with a sense of peace, calm and welcome the likes of which I have never exerienced before. I could hear God calling “Welcome home”. For the first time in my adult life I prayed and participated in the Mass. My head was spinning for the rest of the day - Was I going mad? Was it the emotion of the ocassion? With each question the “welcome home” message repeated in my head.

The following Sunday I attended Mass in full expectation of anxiety and panic, together with confirmation that I had indeed ‘gone mad’. The same welcome calm engulfed me - I was home with God once more. I am still on my journey and am truly amazed by the way in which my life has transformed. In preparation for the sacrament of reconcilliation I was moved to tears which shocked me to my core. My mental health has improved to the point that EVERYONE has noticed and are noticeably shocked at the transformation. The anxiety has all but gone and the agoraphobia is subsiding radically.

I have not yet told anyone about my conversion to faith and to Catholicism as yet, I am unsure of the reasons. Perhaps it is because of how strongly against faith and religion I was. My journey is only just beginning and I don’t feel prepared enough to stand up to questioning. My mum is herself a devout Catholic, and I have not even told her yet. I can’t put my finger on it - perhaps its fear of eating my words from the last 20+ years. Whatever it is, its hard to explain. I pray that as I grow closer to God that I will find the words and courage.
What a moving story! I love the humble words and the “no turning back” theme. You must have been intellectually sort surprised to feel what you felt, yet so relieved to have “come home.”

Keep writing to update us on the thread, precious re-vert!
 
What a moving story! I love the humble words and the “no turning back” theme. You must have been intellectually sort surprised to feel what you felt, yet so relieved to have “come home.”
I think surprised is somewhat of an understatement 🙂
In many ways I still can’t quiet comprehend it all. I used to mock people for putting their faith in the power of prayer and now I pray that other people can experience it as I have done. I feel totally unworthy of the love with which I have been welcomed back and the gift of healing which has been given to me. I feel humbled and honoured to have been given this second chance.
 
I was baptised and confirmed a Catholic in my childhood and turned away from church and God in my early teens. The more I drifted away the more cynical I became. In the end I was agnostic bordering on atheism. At the beginning of the year I attended a relative’s funeral in the Catholic church which I was brought up in. Being somewhat agoraphobic for several months made the build up to the ocassion particularly stressful - I was preoccupied with trying to plan my ‘escape route’ should I succumb to panic.

About 5 minutes into the Mass, I was overcome with a sense of peace, calm and welcome the likes of which I have never exerienced before. I could hear God calling “Welcome home”. For the first time in my adult life I prayed and participated in the Mass. My head was spinning for the rest of the day - Was I going mad? Was it the emotion of the ocassion? With each question the “welcome home” message repeated in my head.

I pray that as I grow closer to God that I will find the words and courage.
Let me echo the words you’ve been hearing: Welcome home!!

What a wonderful story. I’m sorry you struggle with agoraphobia (my husband does somewhat, as well), but how amazing that you have a place that brings you such peace. I’ll be praying that you can find the words and courage, as well.

Thank you so much for sharing your story!
 
IAbout 5 minutes into the Mass, I was overcome with a sense of peace, calm and welcome the likes of which I have never exerienced before. I could hear God calling “Welcome home”… Perhaps it is because of how strongly against faith and religion I was. My journey is only just beginning and I don’t feel prepared enough to stand up to questioning. My mum is herself a devout Catholic, and I have not even told her yet. I can’t put my finger on it - perhaps its fear of eating my words from the last 20+ years. Whatever it is, its hard to explain. I pray that as I grow closer to God that I will find the words and courage.
What a beautiful testimony. God is so good, and His Church is so real. That’s all there is to it. The Truth is the Truth. My arms are around you. I don’t think you need to become an apologist or a theologian to communicate well the change in your life. Telling your loved ones that you have come to faith does not need to be a court case (“stand up to questioning”). You can gently and lovingly decline to become involved in such discussions. As I always say, as a former evangelical I came to the Catholic Church under the goad of the Holy Spirit, not the “Holy Intellect”. That means a lot to me because so much of evangelicalism is so intellectual and that is what has been expected of me all my life, but there is more to life than that.

There is also no timetable for “breaking the news”, don’t force one on yourself, just pray and listen to God.

May I suggest you read “The Great Divorce” by C.S. Lewis. It’s not about divorce at all, but an allegory of heaven and hell, God and man. I think this book greatly captures the spirit of Christ. It helped me see how absurd pride is and how joyful it is to surrender. By the time you finish it you will not worry about “eating your words”. After all, we are in good company in that–St. Paul!

Peace be with you,

Luminous Hope
 
I hope you all are well, partners in conversion!

LH and Nic, I too am taking it slowly in telling people. Yesterday I told my priest I had signed up for the Confirmation class in another town (they send their people there) and his face lit up and it was one of the those moments of sheer joy. I said I’d sit down with him at another time to discuss all of this, but it was so awesome seeing his eyes and mouth just all turn into a big grin.

I told my brother over the phone after he called me about another matter. It’s funny, both my brother and sister were simply nonplussed, which is better than being defensive and angry. They were like, “Oh, OK, well…if that’s what you’re into…”

But it’s TIME.😉
 
Moen,

You wrote: I told my brother over the phone after he called me about another matter. It’s funny, both my brother and sister were simply nonplussed, which is better than being defensive and angry. They were like, “Oh, OK, well…if that’s what you’re into…”

Yes, it is difficult to start to share one’s conviction about becoming Roman Catholic with family members and certain friends. I gave my half-brother, a very devout and active Neo-Evangelical sectary (Calvary Chapel being his preferred sect at present), who from Protestantism drifted into the sects when the family’s Presbyterian parish began to go adrift liberally, the first indication of where I am headed, into Roman Catholicism. He surely will tell other family members, so that saves me doing so! It is hard to know what to expect…

Jerry Parker
 
Moen,

You wrote: I told my brother over the phone after he called me about another matter. It’s funny, both my brother and sister were simply nonplussed, which is better than being defensive and angry. They were like, “Oh, OK, well…if that’s what you’re into…”

Yes, it is difficult to start to share one’s conviction about becoming Roman Catholic with family members and certain friends. I gave my half-brother, a very devout and active Neo-Evangelical sectary (Calvary Chapel being his preferred sect at present), who from Protestantism drifted into the sects when the family’s Presbyterian parish began to go adrift liberally, the first indication of where I am headed, into Roman Catholicism. He surely will tell other family members, so that saves me doing so! It is hard to know what to expect…

Jerry Parker
Don’t feel to bad, as sometimes us ‘born’ Catholics who try to practice our faith according to the teachings of the Church, have to go thru similar things with family members. I have been called everything from “Holier than thou”, to “She thinks she knows more than the Pope” to "She thinks we’re all going to hell in a hand basket, “shes way TOO Catholic,” etc, etc. I have 9 siblings and when I moved back to our home town 40 years ago they laughed at me for putting my kids in a Catholic school. “She thinks her kids are better than ours” or "She wants to make priests out of them, ( I had all boys) Well, over the years, some of them have come back into full union with the Church, have had their kids Baptized, marriages Bless etc. and still practice their faith. Some we are still working on and praying for, but at least I have lots of help now. Hard to believe we were all raised by the same very devout, wonderful Mother. Hang in there and TRUST GOD!!!
God Bless, Memaw
 
Memaw,

**We had written: **

Jerry: It is difficult to start to share one’s conviction about becoming Roman Catholic with family members and certain friends. I gave my half-brother, a very devout and active Neo-Evangelical sectary (Calvary Chapel being his preferred sect at present), who from Protestantism drifted into the sects when the family’s Presbyterian parish began to go adrift liberally, the first indication of where I am headed, into Roman Catholicism. He surely will tell other family members, so that saves me doing so! It is hard to know what to expect…

**Memaw: **Don’t feel to bad, as sometimes [we] ‘born’ Catholics who try to practice our faith according to the teachings of the Church, have to go thru similar things with family members. I have been called everything from “Holier than thou”, to “She thinks she knows more than the Pope” to "She thinks we’re all going to hell in a hand basket, “she’s way TOO Catholic,” etc, etc. I have 9 siblings and when I moved back to our home town 40years ago they laughed at me for putting my kids in a Catholic school. “She thinks her kids are better than ours” or "She wants to make priests out of them. (I had all boys.) Well, over the years, some of them have come back into full union with the Church, have had their kids Baptized, marriages blessed, etc., and still practice their faith. Some we are still working on and praying for, but at least I have lots of help now. Hard to believe we were all raised by the same very devout, wonderful Mother. Hang in there and TRUST GOD!!!

Well, Memaw, I trust God more than I do either myself or my relatives! How can it be otherwise for someone who truly is a Christian? It did not take long, in fact, for my half-brother (we having the same mother but different fathers) to send back a rather defensive e-mail. He said that he felt that the use of liturgy (whether R.C., Orthodox, or other) is, in his eyes, lacking in sincerity! What a non-sequiter! (and I made that clear to him). I think that I know what Bro’ David (whom I call, with brotherly mischief lovingly mangling his name, Bro’ “Debded”) means: that emotion has to be very sentimental, up-front, on display, primary, to be real. Well, as St. John the Evangelist said, “God is Greater than our Heart” (1 St. John 3:20, Douay-Rheims-Challoner Version). God and the Liturgy through which we usually worship Him, always is there for us, whether we feel elevated spiritually or “flat out” with fatigue, confusion, or whatever.

The endless preaching of the sectaries, and of all too many of those many Protestants who happen to be non-liturgical in worship, seldom even is relieved by the rare prayer here and there (which itself so often is didactically preaching to God Himself, as if He did not know the truth already!) and, more often, by “praise songs” or hymns, often trite and emotional. The whole show reeks of the lecture hall, not of the church. As I told my brother, however good or mediocre the preaching is, we should be in church first and moremost to pray, a need which historic liturgies (with their constant biblical resonance and lofty wealth and lovely eloquence of expression accumulated across the ages) serve far better than our own fumbling, earthbound words. Dear Debded never has experienced true liturgical worship, and his prefered sect(s), lacking any real sacramentality soever, have no claim at all even to pretend to be the Church or part of it. Debded’s lack of exposure to liturgical, sacramental Christianity makes him insensible to that fact, and, in his case, I guess, excusably so, God being so merciful. Now we shall see what follows Debded’s initial reaction…

Jerry Parker
 
Can all of you stand another story? I’m new here (first post) so I hope I’m doing this right. I was raised in a nominally Presbyterian home, got myself “born again” as a teenager, then joined an evangelical denomination. I married a “lapsed” Catholic who also joined the evangelicals. My crisis with evangelicals came when youngest child, who is autistic, wanted to be baptized (the church didn’t baptize infants.) The church refused to baptize my son because he couldn’t stand up and give his “testimony” about how he had accepted Jesus, etc. This led me to an intensive scripture study about baptism, and I discovered that the evangelical view of baptism is not Biblical. This was pretty shocking to me, so I started devouring covenant theology texts and re-reading my Bible in a new light. It took a long time, but I began to realize that much of evangelicalism is not Biblical, especially sola scriptura and sola fide. Then I sat through a sermon in my church that explained the basics of dispensationalism, Calvinism, and Armenianism. The pastor told us that there were people from each school of thought in our congregation, but that it didn’t matter because we were all “united in Christ.” I remember thinking, “what is Christ’s view of unity like that?” I realized that Protestants have no unity because they all feel free to interpret the Bible in their own way. During the last hymn that day, the thought popped into my mind, “You are a Catholic.” I thought this was pretty funny, since my family and friends hated the Catholic Church. The thought wouldn’t leave me, though, so I decided to pray about it. One day I asked my husband if he had ever considered going back to Catholicism, and he looked at me strangely and said, “I have been praying about that very thing.” I had heard that you could go to classes and learn more about the Catholic Church with no committment, so I called the local parish and inquired. The religious ed. director laughed and said, “your timing is perfect – our RCIA classes are starting this week.” So the long and the short of it is that my son and I are being confirmed this Easter, and my husband is returning with us.

I feel like I am taking the “next step” into my faith journey, as if my faith is somehow being completed. Some of my friends no longer speak to me, and my former pastors have warned me that I am taking a “huge backward step” towards Satan, but I trust the Holy Spirit and I know that this is right. There are a lot of things I still don’t understand, but I trust Jesus and know that this is His church. Debbie
 
Convert 999,

You wrote: *The pastor told us that there were people from each school of thought in our congregation, but that it didn’t matter because we were all “united in Christ.” I remember thinking, “what is Christ’s view of unity like that?” I realized that Protestants have no unity because they all feel free to interpret the Bible in their own way. During the last hymn that day, the thought popped into my mind, “You are a Catholic.” I thought this was pretty funny, since my family and friends hated the Catholic Church. The thought wouldn’t leave me, though, so I decided to pray about it. *

Yeah, this idea keeps overcoming so many of us, i.e. something like, “gee, I must be Catholic!” Well, it is so natural, what we are destined to be. The kind of artificial, man-driven formal unity of sectarian congregations that pastes over differences, just seems so artificial, whereas Catholic unity seems so organic. As for the unity in Confessionalism of genuine Protestantism, it is too rigidly of the intellect; the moment one questions even one clause of the Confessions, one feels out-of-sorts as a Lutheran (or Presbyterian or Reformed). I tend to say to myself, “Just let me be human, Lord; I want to rejoin the human race and put all this non-catholic rubbish behind me!”

Jerry Parker
 
Can all of you stand another story? I’m new here (first post) so I hope I’m doing this right. I was raised in a nominally Presbyterian home, got myself “born again” as a teenager, then joined an evangelical denomination. I married a “lapsed” Catholic who also joined the evangelicals. My crisis with evangelicals came when youngest child, who is autistic, wanted to be baptized (the church didn’t baptize infants.) The church refused to baptize my son because he couldn’t stand up and give his “testimony” about how he had accepted Jesus, etc. This led me to an intensive scripture study about baptism, and I discovered that the evangelical view of baptism is not Biblical. This was pretty shocking to me, so I started devouring covenant theology texts and re-reading my Bible in a new light. It took a long time, but I began to realize that much of evangelicalism is not Biblical, especially sola scriptura and sola fide. Then I sat through a sermon in my church that explained the basics of dispensationalism, Calvinism, and Armenianism. The pastor told us that there were people from each school of thought in our congregation, but that it didn’t matter because we were all “united in Christ.” I remember thinking, “what is Christ’s view of unity like that?” I realized that Protestants have no unity because they all feel free to interpret the Bible in their own way. During the last hymn that day, the thought popped into my mind, “You are a Catholic.” I thought this was pretty funny, since my family and friends hated the Catholic Church. The thought wouldn’t leave me, though, so I decided to pray about it. One day I asked my husband if he had ever considered going back to Catholicism, and he looked at me strangely and said, “I have been praying about that very thing.” I had heard that you could go to classes and learn more about the Catholic Church with no committment, so I called the local parish and inquired. The religious ed. director laughed and said, “your timing is perfect – our RCIA classes are starting this week.” So the long and the short of it is that my son and I are being confirmed this Easter, and my husband is returning with us.

I feel like I am taking the “next step” into my faith journey, as if my faith is somehow being completed. Some of my friends no longer speak to me, and my former pastors have warned me that I am taking a “huge backward step” towards Satan, but I trust the Holy Spirit and I know that this is right. There are a lot of things I still don’t understand, but I trust Jesus and know that this is His church. Debbie
Beautiful story, and WELCOME HOME to you all. You will learn as you go, you have just taken a giant leap forward. God Bless and we will keep you in our prayers.
Memaw
 
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