Beautiful conversion story!
I was a semi-regular reader of the Neverending Story threads, the first 50 anyway :-)
I ...had the crummy Sunday school where we sang kumbaya and all the kiddie songs. I learned bible stories, but not much else by the 7th grade.
I became really lost and basically . . . I went away to college, and was miserable. By the end of the year I joined The Navigators, a campus christian group. Was "converted" then.
. . . Which is how I met my husband. I believe God always gives us a "good alternative" even in the worst of times . . . ('93).
Fast forward to '98... Free Republic! I had been attending a ******* church until the substitute preacher "dissed" most of my family by bashing Catholics from the pulpit. I was disgusted and stopped going altogether. I was shocked by the ignorance of folks about Catholicism (my neighbor thought we didn't believe in the Trinity?? Come on!), and I myself knew I was pretty ignorant as well.
These threads starting popping up all over, so I *had* to read a couple. If the cogent, well reasoned Catholic posters weren't enough to buttress my faith, the vile attacks certainly were. I began reading a bit more outside of FR, staying up all night some nights. I haven't yet found a bit of Catholic doctrine or dogma I disagree with! We've joined our local Church.
Joyfully,
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