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You are here: Home / Spirituality / My Journey to Catholicism Part One

November 22, 2014 By Cyn Gagen 4 Comments

My Journey to Catholicism Part One

Filed Under: Spirituality Tagged With: Catholicism, church

church5pic_thumbThe steeples towered high above, as if reaching towards heaven. The heavy wooden door creaked as I slowly pushed it open and stepped through the stone arch doorway. Light shone through the stained glass windows, their colours dancing across the walls inside.

Sitting in the church, the silence surrounded me and I felt enveloped by the peace and tranquility. The depth of that peace was such that I had never experienced before. It was love and comfort and sheer joy. It felt like home. It felt like where I belonged. And yet…that was crazy right? I had never been in a Catholic church before and suddenly after being in one for a mere 5 minutes, I thought I belonged there?

church4picIt began when I was 12 and on a school trip to Midland with my grade 7 class and again the following year on a class trip to Quebec City. Each time we visited some Catholic Churches, convents, and monasteries as part of our Canadian history curriculum. Each time I felt that same serenity wash over me. Each time I didn’t want to leave. It was a deeply spiritual and moving experience and I carried it with me for years to come.

I was raised in the Baptist church – at least for a time. There was an unfortunate incident with one church (one of the judgemental sort) and my family sort of drifted away from church for a while. Perhaps that’s part of the reason the experience of being in those Catholic churches was so powerful. Perhaps it was something more.

church3picBack at home, I began to go to our local cathedral on a regular basis. I would go inside and just sit there, sometimes for over an hour. I timed my visits between Masses at first. I was a bit intimidated by the rituals, concerned that I would offend unintentionally since I didn’t know them all.

In time, I stayed for Mass, slipping into a pew in a back corner where I felt I could hide and observe. As time went on, I joined in and the rituals fed my heart and soul. They reinforced those feelings of this being where and what I was meant to be. I swear I could almost hear God’s voice in my ear saying, “Welcome home.”

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  1. Bonnie Way says

    November 25, 2014 at 12:38 am

    I totally know this feeling! My best friend growing up was Catholic, so I went to Mass occasionally with her (and saw her family practice their faith at home). When I was to Australia in university, I stopped at several Catholic churches. I made sure I was at church on Sunday, but that usually meant whatever church was easiest to get to or closest to my hostel… yet I found myself really drawn to the Catholic churches I visited. 🙂 I think the Medieval architects really knew something about imbuing buildings with a sense of the divine and sacred… there’s something about many churches that just pulls you into that quiet, beautiful space. 🙂 Thanks for sharing!

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    • Cyn Gagen says

      November 25, 2014 at 10:56 pm

      Thank you so much for commenting! It’s so nice to know others can relate. Sometimes when people hear this story, they look at me like I have three heads 🙂

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