In this blog I am trying to trace my spiritual journey to discover when I became Catholic. I don’t know, yet, when that moment was. But, I do know the moment I stopped being a Protestant. I was already neck deep in love with The Real Presence. I already loved the Mass. I already was feeling like there was a great disconnect between what I had been taught about the Catholic Church and what was the truth. Then I watched this video. (It’s long, but worth it.) The protest was officially over. I would not refer to myself as a Protestant again.
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