It was the day after Ash Wednesday in 2012 when I called my mom from my dorm room at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary and told her I thought I was going to become Catholic. “You’re not going to become Catholic, you just know you’re not Southern Baptist,†she said. “No, I don’t think so.†A pause. “Oh boy,†she sighed. I started crying. I cannot stress enough how much I hated the idea of becoming Catholic. I was bargaining to the last moment. I submitted a sermon for a competition days before withdrawing from school. I was memorizing Psalm 119...