OpiniatedB, I had a similar experience as yours, roughly 2 years ago, but mine wasn't in a dream. I simply climbed a tree one day, to get a better
look. I was miserable, rock bottom. Jesus stopped what he was doing, the "noise" of the world stopped for a moment, and He looked right at me.
"Ignatian, you are my beloved son with whom I am well pleased".
I fell to the ground and Saul became Paul. But not in a blink, I'm still traveling my path. I had lived my life as a card carrying, expert atheist
for most my life. I knew all the tricks, all the arguments against any organized whack religion. If there was a commandment, I broke it, and broke
it with a bang. My conversion has made me alive. Dying, He destroyed our death, Rising, He restored our life.
I studied long and hard, read everything I could get my hands on. Visited different churches, different denominations. If I do something, I do it
right, I'm not following some whacked, fringe cult. I wanted Truth with a capital T. That investigation lead me right into The Catholic Church.
When and if your conscience leads you there also, there will be no looking back, it will be too late. Follow your conscience. I followed mine,
based first on reason, things had to be reasonable, make sense. Of course, then came the faith. Faith is a gift from God. we did nothing to deserve
it. Faith is external, it comes from God, "works" are internal, they depend on you making a move, Being Christ on earth, in the here and now.
Faith, without works, is dead.
May God continue to bless your journey. Christ gave us peace, let's enjoy it.
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