Today I share about my faith journey.

I grew up Catholic. Sort of. It was never a place where I really belonged as a kid. We went sometimes, but not too often. I didn't think God cared much about me because I didn't' do the things He wanted of me.

In college, I went with friends to a couple of predominantly Black churches. I loved them. I felt welcomed and that I belonged.

My husband grew up Catholic, too. But he knew a lot more about it and felt more belonging than I ever did. We did some church things, put our kids in Catholic schools, but for example I never read the Bible cover to cover.

I asked my kids a lot about church and religion. I was growing curious. Then friends suggested I start watching The Chosen. Three years later, I started. It helped me understand the stories of the Bible. I found a pastor who I love  ...