After two years discerning between Catholicism and Orthodoxy, I came home — alongside my wife, who reverted with me, and the baptism of our two sons. Coming to Catholicism was like discovering the missing pieces of a great tapestry.

I was born and raised Catholic, but really came to know Christ through the FOCUS missionaries at my University’s campus. It was there that I met my fiancé and found a calling to evangelize online.

I was always a “good kid” growing up. I tried to do the right thing because it was the right thing, but I can’t say that I had met Jesus “one-to-one” as Mother Teresa said until an experience in Confession during High School.

My parents raised me, along with my three siblings, in the Protestant Evangelical tradition. After graduating high school, I attended university and obtained a bachelor’s degree in Chemical Engineering.

It still took me two more years before I entered the convent, but saying yes to God's call has been the greatest gift of my life.

During that Mass, I truly felt the presence of Christ in the Church. Unlike anywhere else I had been. Seeing the Eucharist for the first time, the tradition, the veneration, everything about it felt right.

That Good Friday, I wandered back into a church for the first time. In the dark by candlelight the choir sang: O vos omnes, qui transitis per viam: attendite et videte si est dolor sicut dolor meus.

I went from a “frat star” at the University of Delaware to a husband and father of two in the Catholic Church. For years I was a cultural Catholic chasing the dream—money, status, luxury, the finance-mogul lifestyle I thought would make me happy.