Hi
I left the Catholic Church as a teenager. Watching the empty ritual, taking part in incessant rote memorization, observing all the hypocrisy; l was done. Since then I delved deeper into some of their doctrine, and was glad I had left at an early age.
In any event, I eventually developed a passion for discovering what was life, really.
In college, I studied Greek philosophy, etc. My hobby, later on, was studying various religions, the new age movement, Hindu meditation, which I practiced, and many areas of the occult, in depth. (I still do for a different reason). My objective was to intellectually ascertain the validity of what I read and observed, to see if there was a hole in the genre’s position. When I found a hole in the thesis, I moved on in my journey; seeking the Truth.
Eventually, I became a NYC firefighter. One day I walked into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. An old timer was there reading a book. I asked what he was reading. He said the Bible; I said that’s cool. We started talking about current events, and he asked me if I would like to read a couple of books on Biblical prophecies, and how they related to today. I said fine. To me Jesus was a great master as was Buda, Lao Tzu (the Tao), Mohamed, Confucius, et al. (‘Many roads led to Rome’). At the time I was reading Nostradamus, so a book or two on prophecy sounded good. I read the books, and also apologetic articles relating to Jesus. I couldn‘t find a hole in the intellectual position.
Subsequently, in the middle of the night, in the firehouse bunk room, I came to the conclusion that this guy Jesus was who He said He was.
From my head, I accepted Him into my heart, and became a new creature in Christ.