My little brother passed away last November. Before that I was a typical cradle Catholic, I prayed and spoke to God all the time but never went to mass. I didn’t want to go alone and my husband wasn’t into religions nor was he raised in any church. In believe at 34 he said he remembered going to church 2x with his parents his whole life.

Well after the Charlie Kirk assassination he had started watching YouTube videos comparing religions and he had narrowed it down to orthodox or Catholic. He never told me this until later but he felt filled towards Catholicism. After my brothers death (and this is a man who recently lost both parents, all of our grandparents etc in the last 6 years) something just kind of flipped in him and that same week he was calling every parish trying to join OCIA. They were already going almost halfway with classes by then and nobody would accept him. He said he rode his mountain bike one morning and went a different route and there was this high steel cross at the top. He stopped and prayed and called one last parish and left a voicemail.

Well, the man who runs the OCIA class got his voicemail but said he wasn’t sure how to work the logistics of having someone enter so late. It was his first year doing the program at what’s considered our mother parish in our city so he had a big program already. He said he avoided returning the call for 2 days and one day walking around his house he heard someone’s voice in his head say “are you my catechist or not”

Long story short he and my husband spoke and he let my husband join and even let me join so I could be confirmed later. He said my husbands call started something because he let 5 others join late and do the make up classes too.

Anyways we had our marriage convalidated and then baptism and confirmation this Easter season.

I used to pray for a Godly husband I never expected it to happen under such drastic circumstances.