i converted a few years ago.
i was raised Episcopalian (a Pk to be exact) and then , fed up with various hypocrisy and frustrations (and a lot of that is just a function of being a Preacherās Kid) i ended up in various new age beliefs. then tried a 7th day churchā¦ and then became a Wiccan ,
i was, to put it VERY mildly. āaggressively anti Christianā
oh yes, and what little i knew about Catholics? doubly so. after all, (insert popular dogma about Catholics persecuting Pagans here)
i was, in fact. HOSTILE to anyone even talking about it. seriously.
but i make jewelry and participate in historical re-enactment. so i got sort of interested in the Rosary.
and that was the beginning of a long, complicated, and often quite angry pathā¦
when my friend Lynn (may Perpetual Light Shine Upon her and Grant Her Peace) was diagnosed with colon cancer. i gave her a Rosary since i had heard she was Catholic.
she loved it
later she asked me if i knew anyplace to get a rosary she could take into an MRI
and i learned to make knotted cord rosaries for her
in the meantime, if you sell rosaries you meet Catholics surprisingly nice onesā¦
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ā¦reasonable onesā¦who dont scream at you.
often i met fallen away Catholics who didnt know how to say the Rosary, and would ask meā¦ which meant i started carrying pamphlets to give out (and started saying part of it)
it took years before i worked up the nerve to walk into a local church and ask to talk to someone about converting.
if i hadnt met a LOT of very nice Catholics along the way who didnt shove, or try to convert me, i am sure the path would have been longer.