Atheist Convert

Devin Rose

Devin Rose is a software engineer and former Atheist. This is his story from Atheist to Baptist to Catholic.

I believe and profess all that the Holy Catholic Church teaches and proclaims to be revealed by God.

But it was not always so. I grew up secularly. My mother was brought up in a particularly legalistic branch of the churches of Christ denomination, and my father, in the Episcopal Church. But the only church I remember going to as a child was a Unitarian Universalist one, and we went there for just a short time. The sole Unitarian sermon I recall having to sit through included a joke about (then Vice President) Dan Quayle that got big laughs from the congregation. I was taught at home and at school that humans evolved without purpose from primordial ooze, so unsurprisingly, when I became old enough to reason about such things, I proudly declared that I did not believe in God.

In high school, I came to base the perception of my own worth as a person on what others thought of me. It was an unstable foundation to be sure, but so long as everyone thought well of me and I had nothing to be humiliated about, all was well. Eventually however, this way of thinking caught up with me, and I reached a point where I could not hide any longer from it. That point came during my sophomore year in college. On the outside, my life was really great: I made good grades in school and had a nice girlfriend, a family who loved me, and lots of friends. But on the inside, I was beginning to be eaten alive by anxiety. It started out small and slowly got worse. I began getting nervous in social situations like going to restaurants, to the movies, and eventually, just being in class for school. My stomach would churn, and I would fear having to run out of the classroom, embarrassing myself in front of everyone.

Other humiliating aspects from these disordered anxieties began to surface: when I felt really anxious, I would begin noticeably sweating, for no apparent reason. And when the anxieties became really bad, I would have panic attacks, where my heart would start beating frantically, and my fears would feed into one another in a spiraling cycle that I could not control. I did a good job of hiding my anxieties from others, bottling all of it inside and trying to "think" my way out of the fears.

During my junior year, I was interning for a semester and living with my mother, and I began having headaches every day. This persisted for five months solid. They wore down what little physical and emotional strength I had left within me, and near the end of my internship, I was driving home each day hoping that a car would swerve into my lane and kill me. Here I was, an honor student, full-scholarship holder, and a talented athlete surrounded by good friends and family, and I had reached a point where I wanted to die rather than suffer through another day of hiding my problems. It was at that point that I faced for the first time what my atheistic beliefs really meant: despair. Always before in my life, the thin veneer of comfort, prosperity, and general well-being had protected me from facing the terrifying existential conclusions of my worldview. One day, in a disturbing waking dream, I saw before me total, empty blackness—a vivid manifestation of my utter hopelessness.

Finally I told my mother about my anxieties. (I thank God now that even in despair, He gave me a loving mother to whom I could turn when I thought that I had nowhere else to go.) She suggested that I see a psychologist, which humiliated me further, because I had always looked with disdain upon people who went to psychologists. To my great relief, however, the psychologist helped me realize that my condition was not unique. She taught me some cognitive behavioral therapy techniques, including breathing exercises and positive thinking. These helped, but only in a limited way. My anxieties persisted almost as strongly as ever, and I realized then that I was in trouble: I was clinically depressed, suffering from frequent panic attacks, and fighting a titanic struggle with never-ending anxieties. I believed that my problems were just chemicals in my brain, but I had tried every tactic that I could think of to beat the anxiety, and none had worked. My once-reliable intelligence now failed me utterly, so I faced a choice: either commit suicide or try to believe in God. For some reason, that was the dichotomy in my heart, even after years as an ardent atheist.

I decided to try belief first, with suicide as the backup plan. I knew that if God did not exist, then "trying" to believe in him would not work, because it would just be me trying one more mental tactic among the multitude that I had already tried without any success. But if God did exist, then I shouldn't kill myself without giving Him a fair shake. Still, the stupidity of asking God for help revolted me. But with nothing to lose, I gave it a try. I began praying for the first time ever by saying, "God, you know I do not believe in you, but I am in trouble and need help. If you are real, help me." I also started reading the Bible to learn about Christianity, starting with Genesis, for I was determined to begin at the beginning.

The initial result of my prayers was, well, nothing. I didn't see God or Jesus or anything supernatural. No one whispered anything in my ear. If I had an angel, he didn't come to visibly embrace me and kick my demons out. My problems didn't go away, nor did they seem to lessen noticeably. This disappointing result did not surprise me but instead wryly confirmed what I had always believed: "God doesn't exist, so thinking He'll help you is foolish." But when you are in the ocean and all you have is a life preserver, however small it may be, it's the only hope that you've got. So I kept asking God for help every day and kept reading the Bible, though the King James Version with its "thees" and "thous" and "begats" made for near-inscrutable study. Slowly, however, under this simple regimen of prayer and reading, things began improving slightly, enough for me to notice a difference. Once, a picture formed in my mind of a little sapling in the woods, overshadowed by huge trees. I knew that this sapling represented my faith in God: tiny, vulnerable, frail. All my beliefs sought to destroy the sapling: atheism, atheistic evolution, the absurdity of believing in God, and the doubts that some invisible being could help me. So I protected the sapling in my mind, knowing that I had to give it a chance to grow, that it was the only possible lifeline I had. When my thoughts rebelled against belief in God or assaulted me with a myriad of doubts while reading the Bible, I pushed those thoughts aside, suspending the disbelief and exerting myself to believe, all the while telling God that He had better help me if He valued my life at all.

When I returned to college after my internship, I lived with a friend of mine who was a faithful Baptist, and he took me to church with him each Sunday. It was a strange experience, being around people who were singing songs to God and praying together. My social anxiety disorder made it tough for me to sit anywhere in the church without feeling very anxious. I didn't know the songs or the prayers, and so I felt even more like an outsider. Still, I persevered. I continued reading the Bible, asking my roommate questions about what I was reading, and praying. Slowly (and amazingly) over the course of several months, my faith grew appreciably, and it eventually threatened to whelm my doubts and unbelief. It was incredible and something that I knew I could not have manufactured. As the months went by in my senior year of college, I deepened my friendships with the Christians I knew, attended church and Sunday school regularly, and started calling myself a Christian.

At some point that year, the scales tipped, and God came rushing in. It was like nothing I had ever experienced. I was given the courage and strength to face my crippling anxieties and to begin to overcome them. I read the entire Bible from cover to cover and then began reading it again, along with other spiritual books. God had given me hope to counter my despair, and faith and love began to heal my deep wounds. I encountered Jesus Christ for the first time and was finally able to receive the love that He had longed to give me for so many years. Jesus Christ, the Lord of the universe—who created the laws of physics in His brilliance and yet became a human being to rescue me from my sinful, selfish, meaningless way of living—loved me and had created me to love Him forever.

I didn't see a flash of light; I never heard Christ's voice, and I never saw Jesus or the Holy Spirit. But I believed in Him and believed that all He said in the Bible was true. As I grew to learn His teachings and commands, I realized that He desires only what is good for us and that He alone knows what will fulfill us. I felt God taking a hold of me and my life changing dramatically. Finally, near the end of my senior year, I was baptized in the Baptist church and became a member of it. I believed in Jesus Christ. I believed that the Bible was the inerrant word of God. I had become, though I would not have called myself this, an Evangelical Protestant, and my spiritual life had begun.

Anywhere but the Catholic Church

So how then did I come to be Catholic? I had just been baptized in the spring of my senior year in college and was growing tremendously in my faith. I was involved in Bible studies, went to a young men's fellowship group, and volunteered with disadvantaged elementary-school children. I also began memorizing Scripture verses.

I had one summer and one fall semester left before graduating from college. Most of my friends left town for the summer and went back home to work, often in youth ministry at Evangelical churches. But one of my friends, Matt, was staying in town to take classes, so he and I roomed together for the summer. We went to church together regularly and frequently talked about our Christian faith. He was a logical thinker and a good debater, so we could delve into matters deeply and have lively discussions without taking things personally if we disagreed.

I had begun to grow uneasy about why we as Christians were so divided from each other in our teachings and in our worship. Our Southern Baptist beliefs differed, on big and small matters, from those of other denominations, and we certainly didn't worship with them. They had their church, and we had ours. Our (very large) Baptist church was only a short distance away from an equally large Presbyterian one, a troubling example of our intra-Christian divisions. "What do they believe at that Presbyterian church?" I asked Matt. But he didn't know either.

That first question began a long series of discussions that we had together about the lack of Christian unity and whether it was a problem. It got me thinking about what I believed about God and more importantly, why I believed it. I had only been a Christian for one short year (and had only been baptized for a few months), but already I more or less subscribed to the Southern Baptist teachings and had rejected conflicting beliefs held by other denominations. How had I, a newly minted Christian, come so quickly to a conclusion about which denomination taught the most accurate truth?

I realized then that all I had learned about Christianity came from an Evangelical Protestant perspective. My friends had promptly bought me a large, well-annotated, New International Version of the Bible to replace my King James Version. I read this Bible from cover to cover and read it again. When I didn't understand something, which was often, I would look down and see if there was an explanatory note about it, and I usually found one. This feature is very helpful, but I realize now that the answers were all interpretations through an Evangelical Protestant lens. When I had questions about the Faith, I would ask my Evangelical friends, and they would answer me according to what they believed was true.

These are not bad things. They are the ordinary way that God made us and account for why children of Muslims usually become Muslim, children of Christians become Christian, and so on. However, I needed to survey other Christian denominations' beliefs and decide for myself what was true. So I returned to the discussions with my friend Matt about which denomination's teachings were "closest" to the truth that God has revealed, praying that Jesus would guide me. Because having now discovered Him, I wanted to be as close to Him as possible.

I assumed that the Bible was the sure basis for truth, because we believed it was the inerrant word of God. That sounded good, but there were two problems: firstly, other Protestant denominations claimed the same thing, and yet we were divided from them in our beliefs, and secondly, the Catholic Church claimed there were seven more books, not included in our Bibles, which were inspired by God.

The first problem led to the inevitable conclusion that it was possible for different Christians—all claiming to be "led by the Holy Spirit" and all basing their beliefs on "the Bible alone"—to veer off in different, mutually exclusive directions. Throughout history, I discovered, some person or group within a Protestant church came to believe differently than the others and broke off to form their own, new denomination. This seemed to me to violate Christ's prayer and command for us Christians to be in unity (see John 17). The Holy Spirit is the Spirit of Truth and would never lead people to believe something untrue, so that meant that at least some of the Christians who thought they were listening accurately to the Spirit's promptings were in reality, not.

The second problem was of a different sort, because it struck at the root of the tree of my faith: we believed in the "Bible alone," yet that meant we had to know with confidence which books made up the Bible! Here we had the Catholic Church claiming that my Bible was missing seven books that God had inspired and therefore desired to be included. How did I know who was right? More broadly, who had determined which books should be in the Bible, when did they do so, and why should I believe them?

I finally concluded at that point that one of two things must be true: either the Holy Spirit had tried to guide Christians to know which books belonged in the Bible, but we may still have gotten some of the books wrong, or the Holy Spirit by God's grace succeeded, miraculously overcoming our myriad faults, such that the Bible was made up of the exact books that God himself inspired.

In other words, God either preserved His Church throughout history from errors which would corrupt her teachings, or He did not, leaving us in a state where we could only be somewhat confident that most of our beliefs were hopefully true.

I was hoping that God had preserved His Church from errors in her teachings, so I wondered: which denominations had the boldness to claim that they were that Church who held the fullness of the truth? (My Baptist church certainly didn't claim that.) It turned out that Catholics, Orthodox, and Mormons claimed that. The two of these that had credible claims historically and theologically were the Catholic Church and the Orthodox Churches—both were a long way from my Evangelical Protestantism.

I was dumbfounded and unsettled. The Catholic Church taught things about Mary, purgatory, the saints, the sacraments, and priests that I thought were completely bogus. But I tried to set this bias aside and be objective. With a sense of dread, I began investigating the Catholic Church in earnest, looking and hoping for something that would let me off the hook to return to Protestantism in peace.

Alas, I failed to find it. I challenged my Evangelical friends to prove my arguments wrong and explain where I was going off course. They tried to do so but could not explain, for example, why I should accept the Protestant canon of Scripture (or any canon for that matter). For months, we debated many matters of our Faith, but I returned again and again to the canon of Scripture and the authority by which it was formed. For many of my friends who had been raised in the Faith, my stubborn questioning was hard to fathom. But the freshness of my conversion, perhaps, kept my curiosity ignited.

I studied books, took part in internet discussions, and read stories of faithful and intelligent Protestants converting to the Catholic Faith. I joined RCIA (the Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults—an odd-sounding name for the classes you take if you are thinking of becoming Catholic) in the last semester of my senior year and was received into the Catholic Church at Easter of 2001. Two of my Evangelical friends, including Matt, came to the four-hour-long vigil Mass. I greatly respect and love my Protestant friends; I would not be the new man that I am today without them.

My anxieties didn't disappear in the blink of an eye. Instead, they slowly diminished as God replaced my atheistic, selfish worldview with the truth. I learned that I was a child of God and that my worth as a person stemmed from that and not from what others thought of me. I learned to respect myself and others more deeply than I ever could have as an atheist. I now lean on Christ daily for strength to face my fears, and though they still surface at times, they no longer rule my life—God does.

My "road to Rome," then, began with taking the risk that God might be real. It continued with the discovery that He loved me and was worth trusting. And after living the Catholic Faith for ten years now, my confidence in Christ and in His Church has only gotten stronger.

Devin Rose blogs at St. Joseph's Vanguard. He and his wife, Katie, live with their four children in the Southwest.

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17 comments

  • Comment Link Maria Simpson Thursday, 14 April 2011 12:41 posted by Maria Simpson

    There's a tremendous leap from having boiled everything down to the Mormon, Orthodox, and Catholic (Roman) churches, and "joining" the RCIA. It would be such a help to learn how he accomplished it.

  • Comment Link Devin Rose Thursday, 14 April 2011 14:48 posted by Devin Rose

    Hi Maria,

    Thanks for your comment! The way I saw it, my Baptist church--and almost all Protestant churches--did not even claim to be teaching the fullness of the truth. Instead, they admitted that every man and church is fallible, and only the sixty-six-book Bible is inerrant.

    So I searched to see what churches at least claimed to be teaching the fullness of the truth, and the Mormons, Orthodox, and Catholics were the primary ones I found. Now, that doesn't mean that any of these churches actually do teach the fullness of the truth, but they are bold enough to make the claim that God protects them from error.

    The historical evidence against the Mormons, as well as the idea that the Church Christ established went into Apostasy for 1,700 years, made Mormonism lose credibility in my mind.

    The Catholic Church had the best evidence supporting its claim, so I examined an array of different issues and what Catholicism taught about them. In every single one, there was a strong argument made for her teachings. Further, the writings of the Church Fathers, even those closest to the Apostles, look much (much) more Catholic than Protestant.

    So it was a gradual process, but to me, all Protestant denominations suffered from them same ad hoc idea that God protected the writers of sixty-six books from error but nothing else (not even the canon that said which books those were).

    God bless!
    Devin

  • Comment Link tom Saturday, 16 April 2011 01:15 posted by tom

    why are so many non christian converts passing thru protestant churches first?

  • Comment Link Devin Rose Monday, 18 April 2011 15:48 posted by Devin Rose

    Tom,

    Protestantism has a lower barrier to entry compared to becoming Catholic. Also, Protestants are bolder and more savvy in their evangelization.

    The result is that many people (including Catholics who have left the Church) are drawn to Protestant churches. More exciting music and dynamic preaching, more activities for adults and children, etc.

    But once practicing their faith, often Protestants begin to dig deeper. They want to know Jesus more and better and start to delve into the history of the Christian Faith, into the reasons for the divisions among Christians, and start to examine their beliefs more. This search leads many people to enter full communion with the Catholic Church as the fulfillment of all that is good in their Protestant beliefs.

    God bless!

  • Comment Link BettieW Saturday, 23 April 2011 16:42 posted by BettieW

    why didnt you become Orthodox

    Antiochian Orthodox is the original and earliest church
    dating back to Paul at Antioch.

    what about believing in infallible pope
    That one is hard to swallow

  • Comment Link Devin Rose Monday, 25 April 2011 16:15 posted by Devin Rose

    Bettie,

    Why not become (some kind of) Orthodox? That's a good question. At the time I was exploring these issues as a Protestant, the Orthodox were barely on my radar. I didn't know any Orthodox and hadn't even seen an Orthodox church that I could recall. I did find some Orthodox websites, but they were virulently anti-Catholic, which turned me off.

    After having been a Catholic now for ten years, I have learned much more about Eastern Orthodoxy and the other ancient Churches which broke in schism in the first millennium. In my research, many of the Eastern Church Fathers attested to the primacy of the bishop of Rome and appealed to him for aid and justice against the Eastern Emperors or other people who were attacking them.

    Further, Eastern Orthodoxy's unity is a collegial one that lacks a visible head. One consequence of this is that it has not managed to summon an Ecumenical Council nor do the Orthodox know quite what constitutes an Ecumenical Council. They have trouble on this issue because the ratification of the bishop of Rome is a necessary requirement for a council to be deemed Ecumenical.

    Finally, arguments can be made for the Coptic, Armenian, and other Orthodox Churches not in communion with the Eastern Orthodox, at least in terms of how ancient they are. Being ancient alone is not enough, for at some point one must discern which Church was the true Church and which was a Church that broke away in schism from the true Church.

    God bless!
    Devin

  • Comment Link Devin Rose Monday, 25 April 2011 16:19 posted by Devin Rose

    Regarding papal infallibility, consider that the Orthodox and most Protestants believe that God infallibly inspired all the diverse writers of the books of sacred Scripture. So in principle God can lead fallible men in an infallible way under certain conditions. All that papal infallibility does is extend that divine protection from error to the bishop of Rome when he speaks ex cathedra or exercises his office in other ways (like confirming decrees of Ecumenical Councils).

    So the question is: Under what conditions and times did God infallibly guide men in His Church, protecting them from error? And what is the principled reason for knowing that He did this in one case but not in another? The Catholic Church answers consistently that God has protected all His Church's doctrines from error, leading her into all truth (John 16:13). These are the bishops in communion with the bishop of Rome, which make up the Magisterium.

    So you see that it is not so great a leap once you realize that almost all Christians believe that God infallibly guided fallible men on many occasions throughout history.

  • Comment Link Jean Baptiste Thursday, 16 June 2011 02:48 posted by Jean Baptiste

    God does have a funny way of guiding his lost sheep back to him...

  • Comment Link Aislinn Tuesday, 06 September 2011 02:49 posted by Aislinn

    Hi Devin. I wanted to say thankyou for sharing your story. I'm thinking of maybe sharing mine. Though mine is entirely different, I suffer from panic anxiety disorder. But it's no mistake in the crosses God has given us. We are to use these crosses, as you have done so beautifully, to reach out and evangelize those with similar afflictions. I was just telling my mom this tonight. The only way that someone who suffers can open up to another is if you are credible and by that I mean that only we who suffer with an affliction can really understand what the other us going through. Not just offer empathy. It makes it safe for the other person to share and know they are not alone. That goes for people who have lost children, suufered from abuse, lived with someone who abuses alcohol or drugs and the list of crosses are endless. But that said, despite the pain they cause, they bring us to our knees so we can look up and see God's hand reaching down to us. These crosses cause our suffering but help us to grow closer to Him and then He can use them to minister to His other hurting children. Remember St Dymphna, patron saint of mental illness and ask for her intercession. So many suffer quietly with these types of illness and she can carry our prayers to the Father. Thanks again for sharing ypur story. God bless!

  • Comment Link Richard G Evans Friday, 14 October 2011 08:09 posted by Richard G Evans

    Devin I am so sorry i never realized your story was on here!!! Good stuff, and a good lead in to your wonderful book "If Protestantism is True." Your words resonate. Thanks so much for this.

  • Comment Link Max Sunday, 04 December 2011 07:29 posted by Max

    Hi Devin, the church is never going to be united over theology. Too many catholic friends claim that the Church of Rome is the only sounds to me too much like spiritual pride.
    How can you justify the seven sacraments as being anything other than salvation by works?I see people who have grown up in the Catholic faith following them and their life are just devoid of any power, I see people using religion trying to cover the wonkiness, complete oppose to what Jesus was trying to say Matt11:28.People put their faith in the forms themselves not in the author.A lot of your thinking seems deductive, probably being a developer is responsible, I am interested in what place you give to revelation.Does God speak to His people today?You have no mention to any insights you have had, outside of what you have gained through reasoning. You have obviously experienced a revelation of his love. Yes, Christ died for us and we can appropriate that by reasoning and gain a sense of freedom and peace at being loved by the love he has for us. What would have happened to Paul if he had discounted his experience on the way to Damascus or Peter with his dream about unclean animals.It would seem to me that is important if one was to have a personal relationship with someone that they were able to hear from them.Isn't this what prayer is-talking to God?Is there no other to know about God other than what they had gleaned through the teaching of tradition and intellectual study, .Many people have substituted knowledge for relationship. Where is the power in being changed by personal prayer, what we have is a dry intellectual exercise which Christ speaks of as being vain repetitive prayer or formulas(works again..). There are many people in both the Catholic and protestant persuasion whose faith is an based on reason, they have a knowledge of God but not a living relationship Paul faith was probably like that before way before his encounter on the road to Damascus, he had a "knowledge of God but not a experience of the real living God, having growing up in a pedagogical rabbinic heritage. And it is really easy for people shape their faith in the sin by sanctifying their own sin. This is self-delusional we just go back to own sin feeling self satisfied that we have checked the boxes where we ought be feeling convicted of sin so conveniently placed outside! This is no different to say, adulterer who justify their adultery by thinking I am not a bad person, I don't steal or lie. If God were telling me I needed to repent for a sin, I sure hope I would listen and obey, but I am sure I don't as much or as quickly as I ought.
    The requirement placed on the non-catholic spouse that they will not obstruct nor convert them from their faith and the that any children born into the marriage will be brought up in the catholic faith.This seems very divisive and complete reverse from the importance God gives to marriage. This requirement is not made by Protestants.This is not different from the Muslim stipulation concerning mixed faith marriage makes similar demands.
    The fact the priest stands before God is the old testament, it in effect spells that the Jesus death was not enough alone to save us.
    I am yet to be impressed with any faith that can stand outside of Jesus and say it is the sole mediator between God and us, the priest/pope is still sinful human.
    Schism is was never God plan, the Reformation was never God's plan but man's own sinfulness, God has never lost His plan , to make your conclusion that the Catholic Church is the right one,based on man's failure in history is fallacious logic, the question isn't what is the true church is, it is who do we say we belong to? The proof for your logic says Hitler was wrong is proved by the Allies winning the war, I would put forward that Hitler was wrong because he and his designs were evil. The history of mankind is a story of God love, we stuff up but his plan overcoming the consequences of what we have created and so succeed..HIs plan will not be stopped by man failings history tells us but so does the scriptures.

  • Comment Link Angela Dekort Wednesday, 15 February 2012 07:25 posted by Angela Dekort

    Thank you for sharing your story. I stumbled upon it while researching Orthodox Judaism and Atheism. Your story struck me as similar to my own in that I too was trying to find the church closest to what Jesus had intended to create. I too had decided that Catholicism was probably the authentic church, but then I discovered the Messianics which led to my researching Judaism. I ended up converting to Conservative Judaism and am now pursuing an Orthodox Jewish conversion. I'm curious: did you ever consider Judaism? If you did, what made you reject it as an option?

  • Comment Link Courtney Monday, 19 March 2012 08:14 posted by Courtney

    Thank you for sharing your story! It echos some of my own experiences in a way. I was always curious about the Catholic church, but of course had pre-conceived notions and assumptions about its practices. It took a major angry clinical depression for me to wake up. The psychologist (he emphasized meditation and even suggested new age books) and meds seemed have no effect, so after Googling Buddhism and doing some soul-searching, I figured Church was the next step. So I dove right in and will receive the Sacraments in three weeks! Anyway, my point is that it's funny what God does to get our attention. Also, the mention of the sappling in the forest struck a chord with me. So please, let's pray that my Protestant husband won't be far behind. Thank you, and God Bless.

  • Comment Link Peter Wednesday, 25 April 2012 20:42 posted by Peter

    HI Devin, I don't know if Catholic is the way for me but I find your article very interesting as I am searching as well

    thanks

    Peter

  • Comment Link Luke Wednesday, 25 April 2012 23:27 posted by Luke

    Peter, May Yahweh bless you with the grace to understand the Catholic Faith, Glory to Christ Jesus. . .
    My name is Luke Ive been a truly convert to the Catholic (Universal) Church for sometime now and I went deep,deep into the core of my troubles and humbly asked Jesus to Let me know your family. . .now Im attending The Holy Family Church Along with that as a new parishioner to this parish Im bringing with me A VERY IMPORTANT DATE MAY 13th to 18th for a Live conference about the nature and research of the follow-up of The Fatima event, A true event that occurred in 1917 in Portugual . You must set your eyes to this Gem. It is HOLY SPIRIT sanctified. . . Its where the heirarchy of the Church wishes to squash it . Thats how critical this conference is also controversial but in the End The Immaculate Heart of Mary will triumph.
    Thank you, Peter

  • Comment Link Luke Raphael Wednesday, 25 April 2012 23:49 posted by Luke Raphael

    Amen to that As for the protestants to delve into the knooks and cranies of the scriptures they cannot grasp the full content of the teachings because of their bias of the true church. so they go off like one of those carnival rifles with the bb s, as they try to hit the target the bbs pelting away at the star in the middle which represents Our blessed Mother in this case and they throw scripture after scripture at you and they cant seem to hit the target. . There aim is not focused See what Im getting at. Its all in the family. Read about the Saints and Have recourse to St. Pio . And definately pray the rosary and Hang out with Our Divine Savior in the Blessed sacrament, even if the doors are closed hang out on the steps its the intention and the motive that attracts our Divine Savior to those who will to be of His will.
    Thank you

  • Comment Link Alwin and Mira Tuesday, 22 April 2014 03:46 posted by Alwin and Mira

    Dear Devin:
    Just a short note to say that we enjoyed your show with Marcus Grodi. The Journey Home is one of our favorite shows and we are glad both of us caught it! Thank you and God bless you and your family.
    Alwin and Mira of Auckland New Zealand
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