[Andyman]

I cut out the middle man and went at age 42 straight from agnostic to Catholic. What an incredible difference it has made in my life.

Vivat Jesus!

[cherry]

I want the fire in the belly that this writer has....I am a life long Catholic, consider myself Catholic but just not a church goer....my parents were devout Catholics and I hope someday I can gain their wisdom....

God is the only way...

[Salvation]

God bless you Andyman!

[353FMG]

I was a 10-year old kid who was invited by his aunt to accompany her to Adoration on some Sunday afternoon in 1948. She disappeared in the choir loft to play the organ and left me fetching for myself.

Here I am sitting in a pew all by myself when some dude in an ornate coat walks in, opens a little door in some safe, puts something white in a gold, cross-shaped thingy, places it on a table, and starts swinging something like a ball on a chain at the Subject on the table.

Smoke starts to billow. Hmm, strange smell, but not unpleasant. Hmm, this is cool, this is strange, I think that this is what I want from now on. In the meantime, my aunt in the choir loft was doing her thing.

The rest is history and I never looked back. Of course, later on in life, the Jesuits just reinforced all the emotions I experienced on that Sunday afternoon.

The End.