I am fascinated by these stories and on the off chance that some of you need to read them, I'm more than willing to share them:
I still say to this very day that the greatest argument against Protestantism is Protestantism. Most Protestant churches are by far pro-choice and pro-homosexual. Protestantism was born in schism and she begets schisms. Schisms are all she knows and it will be all she ever knows. The principle of sola scriptura is not only self-defeating but the consequence of this doctrine has had a large impact in the creation of over thousands and thousands of denominations. I will stop here for now but perhaps I will blog later about why I believe the Protestant Reformation is also (significantly) responsible for the Enlightenment and secularism as we know it.
Now coming back to how my graduate studies in philosophy helped pave the way, it was by reading the medieval Catholic philosophers like Anselm, Aquinas, and Molina, as well as reading contemporary Catholic philosophers like Feser, van Inwagen, Stump, and Flint. Reading philosophers like these allowed me to see that Catholics were not the enemies. Rather, Catholics were my allies against the likes of naturalism. I began to appreciate them when I realized they were always showing up to the abortion clinics with me as well.
After becoming more open to Catholics in general, I began to have a more aesthetic attraction to the Church. I found the Church beautiful and its thinkers both godly and brilliant. However, I still would not become Catholic as I thought they believed that one entered a state of grace by their works and that they believed Jesus needed to be re-sacrificed on the cross over and over again.
These prejudicial conjectures would soon be pushed off as I found catholic.com and calledtocommunion.com. It was at these sites that I realized most of my beliefs about the Church were not true. I found myself agreeing with Archbishop John Sheen as he states, “There are not a hundred people in America who hate the Catholic Church. There are millions of people who hate what they wrongly believe to be the Catholic Church — which is, of course, quite a different thing.”
I would continue to investigate Rome’s claims. There were of course times when I would want to end my journey, however, God would not let me. There was even one night last Mother’s Day where I had a dream that a man was calling me to become a Catholic. What is even more strange is that the same night, my wife had a spiritual dream. The conclusion of her dream was that we were not to go to Israel but we were to help defend the faith here. Why were these dreams so strange? These dreams were strange for us because the few weeks beforehand, we were praying on the topics of going to Israel and if Rome’s doctrines were true. Needless to say, we attended Mass that day.
There's more and I think it worthy.
Perhaps some of you are struggling with Catholicism and you're on the outside.
Or perhaps some of you are struggling as lapsed Catholics.
All I can tell you, and I'm so encouraged when I read others who are experiencing the same, is that the deeper I go, the more satisfied I am that I'm back in the Church.
With props to Devon Rose.