This is the story of Subdeacon John Dutcher.

I guess you could say my journey began in my youth when my parents brought my brother, two sisters, and me up in the Episcopal Church.  I enjoyed going to church, attended every Sunday and when I was old enough even became an acolyte, serving the Altar and the priest.  I remember trying to be reverent at the Altar and holding my hands just so, which as we all know can be difficult at the age of ten.  During my youth and as a matter of fact, into my adult years, I knew of God, but didn't know God; just as we can say we know about a person, but not know him or her.  I learned some of the terms we use for God, such as the Almighty, the Trinity, etc..., and of course I heard the usual Bible stories.  But these things didn't really sink in.