A word of thanks to Theodore for the opportunity to be a part of this blog.
I grew up essentially a good moral pagan. The prayers of my paternal grandmother, a "crotchety old Methodist" - in her own words - had a great deal to do with my coming to Christ at age 19. I'm a high school drop out (promise not to tell your kids or youth group or my clients) who worked in a number of art studios in Toronto Ontario and surrounding area until I got married and got "called to Bible college."
Fast track to August 2005 and you'd find me quitting my final gig as a Protestant minister after 18 years spent mostly but not exclusively with a large Pentecostal denomination. Why? Because I was in the horridly wonderful throws of conversion to the Catholic Church. Warning, don't want to have to become Catholic? Don't read the early Church Fathers, that bunch'll get you 9 times out of 8.
Since then I've been un to under employed as is the way with many of us non Anglican ex ordained types. Believe me, we are legion - Mary Help of Christians help us for crying out loud. Right, well, I returned to art, making some but not a lot (emphasis on not a lot) of money that way and most recently have been hired as a part time adult catechist and continue to make art. Even more recently I began a comic (as in always illustrated if not always LOL or ROFLOL funny) diary about life as a Catholic convert.
I've followed this blog for some time, never commented and always felt humbled and too whatever to dare to be a part; some of the work is mighty impressive. My friend Timber Jumper told me to take a flying leap, I think he was being kind, and I decided to see if I might be able to become a member. Here I am - hey, don't blame me, blame Theodore ;-)
Here's a peek at today's spread: