The How And The Why I Became A Baptist.
I was christened an infant into the Roman Catholic Church in 1944, and eventually
attended catechism to complete First Holy Communion and Confirmation.
My siblings are Catholic, my mother was Catholic, my eldest brother entered the
priesthood and made it to Friar before succumbing to cancer a few years ago. My
wife is a former Catholic, her dad was Catholic, his wife was Catholic, my aunt and
uncle were Catholics, and my wife's cousins are Catholic; one of them is qualified to
I was loyal to Rome for the first 24 years of my life till one day in Feb 1968 I was
approached by a Conservative Baptist minister who asked me if I was prepared for
Well; I must've been either asleep or absent the day that the nuns talked about
Jesus coming back because that man's question was the very first time in my whole
life that I can remember somebody telling me.
My initial reaction was alarm because I instinctively knew that were I called on the
carpet for a face-to-face with Jesus, it would not go well for me because I had a lot
to answer for. Well; I don't like being made to feel afraid so I became indignant and
demanded to know why Jesus would come back. That's when I found out for the
very first time that it was in the plan for Christ to take over the world.
Then the minister asked me if I was going to heaven. Well; of course I had no clue
because Catholics honestly don't know what to expect when they pass away. I was
crossing my fingers while in the back of my mind dreading the worst.
Then the man said; "Don't you know that Jesus died for your sins?"
Well; I had been taught in catechism that Jesus died for the sins of the world; that
much I knew; but honestly believed all along that he had been an unfortunate
victim of circumstances beyond his control. It was a shock to discover that Jesus'
trip to cross was deliberate, and that his Father was thinking of me when His son
passed away, viz: my sins were among the sins of the world that Jesus took to the
cross with him.
At that very instant-- scarcely a nanosecond --something took over in my mind as I
fully realized, to my great relief, that heaven was no longer out of reach, rather,
well within my grasp!
That was an amazing experience. In just the two or three minutes of conversation
with that Baptist minister, I obtained an understanding of Jesus' crucifixion that
many tedious years of RCC masses and catechism classes had somehow failed to
get across. Consequently, my confidence in the Roman Catholic Church was
shattered like a bar of peanut brittle candy dropped on the sidewalk from the tippy
top of the Chrysler building.
Long story short; I eventually went with that man to his church and, along with him
and a couple of elders, knelt at the rail down front and prayed a really simple, naive
prayer that went something like this;
"God, I know I'm a sinner. I would like to take advantage of your son's death"
My prayer wasn't much to brag about; but it was the smartest sixteen words I'd
ever spoken up to that time.
• Matt 10:32 . .Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also acknowledge him
before my Father in heaven.
NOTE: That incident took place 53 years ago. Today, I'm an elderly man of 77
who's been an ongoing student of the Bible all that time via seminars, Sunday
school classes, sermons, books, and radio programs.
Since going online back in the 1990s, I've participated on something like forty
different internet forums; some no longer in business. I also constructed a web site
for new and/or poorly trained born-again Christians. The heavy lifting is done, but I
keep the site tuned up with revisions and new comments from time to time.