What a self serving joke.
ah, but I was a Catholic at an Episcopal Church of the evangelical variety, and yes, they fawned all over me and loved to joke and chide about my being a new recovering Catholic. It wasn’t “hey, how are you?” It was “hey, how is your recovery going.” They relished in having snagged a Catholic. It was a nice little trophy to add to their mantle.
But, it wasnt helpful to me in the long run. I was spiritually dealing with authority and disobedience issues. I wanted my life free from the moral claims of the Church. My real conversion spiritually came when I went to confession and reconciled to the Catholic Church. My years as a Protestant were shallow and spiritually empty while I kept up the appearances of a good Christian life.