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My wife’s tone of voice made it obvious; she was about to tell me something hard to hear: “I can’t be Protestant anymore, Joshua.”
I tried my best to remain calm, but this felt like one more challenge added to a difficult few years. It was early 2022, approximately 18 months since my wife, Chelsie, got COVID-19. As a result, she developed “Long COVID” and hadn’t been the same since. The hardest times for her were the nights.
In the midst of those lonely nights, Chelsie’s anxiety and pain made it challenging to pray, so she combed the internet for prayers she could listen to instead. She felt the most encouraged by the podcast Sing the Hours, a sung version of the Catholic Liturgy of the Hours. I was open to these sung prayers as well. I found them beautiful, even if the Marian hymns at the end were a bit off-putting. We were devout Christians and convinced Protestants, but we also prided ourselves on our ecumenism, finding beauty in all the varied bodies that made up God’s church. Cheslie couldn’t understand, though, why similar prayers from Protestant traditions brought her little solace. This was where the door cracked open, perhaps, but our story began long before.
Continued below.
I tried my best to remain calm, but this felt like one more challenge added to a difficult few years. It was early 2022, approximately 18 months since my wife, Chelsie, got COVID-19. As a result, she developed “Long COVID” and hadn’t been the same since. The hardest times for her were the nights.
In the midst of those lonely nights, Chelsie’s anxiety and pain made it challenging to pray, so she combed the internet for prayers she could listen to instead. She felt the most encouraged by the podcast Sing the Hours, a sung version of the Catholic Liturgy of the Hours. I was open to these sung prayers as well. I found them beautiful, even if the Marian hymns at the end were a bit off-putting. We were devout Christians and convinced Protestants, but we also prided ourselves on our ecumenism, finding beauty in all the varied bodies that made up God’s church. Cheslie couldn’t understand, though, why similar prayers from Protestant traditions brought her little solace. This was where the door cracked open, perhaps, but our story began long before.
The Early Years
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Dreams of a Protestant: The Challenge that Led Me to Catholicism - The Coming Home Network
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