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Why I am Catholic — Mary Fox Schaefer

Life is a journey and mine started on May 30, 1965. I was born within hours of my mother returning home from daily Mass (Memorial Day). I was blessed with the name “Mary” as I was born in May (two days later and I would have been Lucy, after my great-grandmother).

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Why I am Catholic — Laura Daily

Most people who know me would describe me as an overwhelmingly joyful person. Generally, I view this as a good thing, though my housemates have instituted a decibel cap in an attempt to control my particularly audible outbursts. I find great solace in inspiring joy and laughter, and I believe God has especially entrusted me with the mission to do so.

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Why I am Catholic — Nadége Kokoe Kreitzman

Like most Catholics, I was baptized into the Church as a little child. I therefore consider myself to be one of the very fortunate people on this earth to have been given this precious gift early on in life. The question that seems more fitting for me, then, is: “Why do I remain Catholic”?

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Why I am Catholic — Ruth Schaffenberger

During the summer before my freshman year of high school when I was 14, I went to a Christian camp with my best friend, Christine. Everything was phenomenal. We sang a lot of songs. But what I remember most about the camp was the vespers service, where we sang soft, slow songs for Jesus and worshiped at the altar.

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Why I am Catholic — Emily Dalsky

In a certain sense, I didn’t become Catholic because I chose it; I was chosen. Jesus explains: “You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide” (Jn 15:16). I desired to embrace the Catholic faith in response to the Lord’s personal invitation. My being Catholic, then, is drawn up into the gratuity of God: “for without me you can do nothing” (Jn 15:5).

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Why I am Catholic — Kahlan Strop

After a long and very difficult experience in the Protestant church I’d grown up in, I didn’t know where to go. I knew I still believed in God, so I “church-hopped” around different congregations for a while. None of them felt right, and after my last experience I struggled to see anything but judgment wherever I went. More often than not, I didn’t go to church at all. 

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Why I am Catholic — Cosette DeCesare

Catholicism has been so much a part of my identity and familial heritage that I didn’t even know I took it for granted, but I did for many years. I was born Catholic — a “cradle Catholic,” as they say. I am the accidental, undeserving inheritor of a rich intellectual, religious and philosophical tradition.

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Why I am Catholic — Paul Esch

I’m Catholic because, as Francis Thompson once wrote, the “Hound of Heaven” keeps finding me. And I keep finding him. Like a great fisherman, he keeps catching me and putting me in his ark. I keep catching him, too. Like a good shepherd, he keeps calling me and I keep calling back to him. He keeps showering me with blessings, too many to recount here in this small space, but let me try to explain.

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