My Winding Road Back to Faith: Reflections from a Life Between Church Doors
From boarding school skepticism to a heartfelt search for belonging, my faith journey has taken many unexpected turns. Through Bible studies, church-hopping, infertility, and IVF, I wrestled with doctrine and doubt. But somewhere between loss and longing, I found grace again, not in perfect agreement, but in peace. This is the story of how I wandered, questioned, and slowly found my way back to faith.
Catholic by Birth, Questioning by Experience
“I was nine years old, dressed in white lace and trembling inside. I had rehearsed my sins for confession like lines in a school play, small, harmless ones. But then the priest asked me about something no one had ever dared ask before. Something I hadn’t even told my mother. I said ‘no.’ And walked out wondering if I had just lied to God. I took Holy Communion anyway, convinced I was headed straight for hell.”
