I told you before, Courting Tex, that God had given me a personal revelation in the Southern Baptist church I was in at the time. I had been raised in both Catholic and Protestant churches because I had one parent of each faith. I had already been confirmed in the Catholic Church at age 7. It was the only Church I wanted to be a member of. But after my family relocated, I went to different Protestant churches while my Protestant mother searched for the nearest Catholic Church.
There were many conflicting teachings in these Protestant churches. I did much soul searching and praying and asked God which church HE wanted me to be a member of. (Protestant churches are more easily accessible than Catholic Churches here and we didn’t have transportation at the time.)
God had tugged at my heart to return exclusively to the Catholic Church since we moved from our old home where the nearest Catholic Church had only been 2 blocks away. That day, I was sitting in the pew at the Southern Baptist church. The pastor said, “Let’s all bow our heads as we pray to the Lord.” I bowed my head expecting things to be as they always had in that church. But it wasn’t. I gasped as all of a sudden, the Holy Spirit showed me the hearts and minds of the members of the congregation. People I thought I knew and had always felt were shing examples of Christianity. And here I was seeing their hearts and hearing their thoughts in my head. And none of them were thoughts of God.
After that revelation, I left that church and never went back. God answered my prayers for us to have transportation to the nearest Catholic Church. He gave me a priest and associate pastor who had the Holy Spirit radiating through them. Not only did I return to the Catholic Church but my mother who hated going to church resumed going with me to Mass. The first day she accompanied me the choir was singing “In The Garden,” a song that has never been sung there since but told my mother that her daddy was glad she was back in Church.
God answered another prayer when after attending Mass with me for a number of years, my mother became Catholic herself. She credits God and our now late priest, Father Philip Breen with bringing her into the Church and our dear Father John with making things official.