a long one ... one that started with birth. I was born in a Catholic hospital
on Christmas Day evening delivered by nuns because the doctor was en route to
the hospital. The first person ever to touch me was a nun.
I was baptised & confirmed Lutheran but it did not "take" as no one in my
family really practised.
The first time I entered a Catholic Church for mass at age ten I "knew I was
home" ... but being only ten, I did not realize one could convert. My
mother's answer was we were Lutheran. So I accepted this ... born Lutheran
you are Lutheran period. When I was 14 I met my husband who is a cradle
Catholic. When I was a pregnant teenager whom did I end up talking to?
Sheerly by coincidence ~
a nun! Because of family controversies my husband and I were married by a JP
but ... the night before we eloped, we went to a shrine of Mary and prayed and
lit candles asking our marriage to be a success and for us to always love each
other. (We had eight long hard years of problems and arguing and trouble
before we were married.) We raised our son who joined the Navy in 1992
leaving home permanently. The moment he graduated we became responsible not
only for my elderly parents but also for my husband's elderly aunt. That
lasted six years. At the beginning of this year I made up my mind I had to
set my life right. The first thing on the list was either becoming a "real"
Catholic or returning to the Lutheran Church. Well, of all people, my real
estate agent, guided me to the small parish I finally joined. And the
Lutheran Church I attended sporadically went up for sale.
Within just a few months I had converted and been confirmed. My husband and I
were also remarried by a priest near our 17th wedding anniversary. It was
like the right parish, the right priest, the right people were just waiting.
The Catholic Church
called out to me my entire life and I am finally home!
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