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Originally Posted by Velvet

Interesting, in my case my father was Roman Catholic and my mother was Lutheran. As a Lutheran she could not marry outside of her faith so my father “converted”. This was not easy for him because as a school-aged child he always wanted to become a priest. It was worth it to him as he loved my mother to his very last day. But in our basement, by his workbench, there on a nail, was a rosary, always.

I, myself, was confused, rebellious, believed in nothing. But there was this constantly nagging feeling, “Is there a God?” After years of searching I found the answer was yes. Then the next question was, what path should I follow, how can I get to know Him? Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam etc I was open to everything - all I wanted was to know the truth. It was the only thing that really mattered to me. I’m not sure how but I was guided towards the Bible - all of it, old and new testaments. I’m still there.

Nice to hear. I have been searching too for some sense of belonging.