It happened through a conversation with a friend; through a recognition that the moral truths she acknowledged had the attriutes of a Person, and then, through the Liturgy.
(Hat tip Barbara Nicolosi.)
I believed that the Moral Law wasn’t just a Platonic truth, abstract and distant. It turns out I actually believed it was some kind of Person, as well as Truth. And there was one religion that seemed like the most promising way to reach back to that living Truth. I asked my friend what he suggest we do now, and we prayed the night office of the Liturgy of the Hours together (I’ve kept up with that since).