My answer to Patheos.com's question:
When I left the Catholic Church after graduating college to
join a Baptist Church (that long story here), my
parents were quite concerned. My dad’s response was to have me meet with a
priest, a professor of moral theology. My mom got out her rosary.
My parents found some comfort that I remained a Christian,
though not a Catholic. Over the years I graduated from a Southern Baptist
seminary in Ft. Worth, TX. My father died while I was there; mom
kept praying.
After I moved back to NY, I attended other Baptist churches.
Eventually, I left one intending to find another church, but never did. One day
my mom asked me to think of going back to the Catholic Church since I wasn’t
attending any church. I told her no, I wasn’t interested. She went back to her
rosary.
As you might guess, I wasn’t long before I decided to give
my old parish Church a try. I never had a chance! My
mom was praying to the Blessed Mother for me. After a few weeks of research and
talking with Fr. George, I made my confession in Advent of 2004.
Never underestimate the power of a Mother’s prayers.
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