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January 22, 2005

Beginning Somewhere

Well, I can certainly relate to this:

There is a saying that if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. The converse is also true. If God wants to make you laugh, he will tell you his plans for you. On April 4, 1999, at the Easter Vigil, I was received into the Catholic Church. Just a couple of years before that, if a prophet had told me that I would rejoice on entering the Church or that tears would stream down my cheeks as I went to my first confession, I would have told him that he was gravely mistaken.

I was at the apogee of my conservatism based on Randian positivism. To me, radical selfishness was the highest virtue. The pinnacle of individualism and being a self-made man were my highest ideals. The natural virtues helped to modify this idealistic positivism toward how I related with others, but it was not enough. My nose had long before achieved orbit as I looked down at those poor superstitious mortals who still believed in hunter-gatherer myths such as God.

Thus begins Jeff Miller's "conversion story." I find such pieces always worth reading — familiar and inspiring.

Posted by Justin Katz at January 22, 2005 11:38 PM

This excerpt could have been written by me, it tracks so closely with my own conversion. (I was a fallen-away Catholic for nearly half my life, so I consider myself half a convert, if you follow me.)

Posted by: Sage at January 23, 2005 7:34 AM