Anna,
I know what it’s like to be cut off from our bretheren. We saw it coming because we stood up for what we believed in 1993. The result was disfellowship by the elders of the congregation. My wife and I knew there was something wrong with our faith and we chalked it off as being just them. But later, in smaller ways we saw the same problems. We became very sensitive to hearing certain doctrines because we knew what it meant and that we had to walk a very careful line. Ultimately, 18 congregations later we found ourself in another scuffle with elders that gave us the 3rd degree after my wife, who couldn’t leave it alone, complain to the preacher about slandering “apartment dwellers” who were no as well off as himself and trying to get us to proselytize them. It wasn’t until after we placed membership when our son was baptized that the elders exorcised their authority as head of the church and we quickly resigned and rejoined a previous congregation before anything could happen. This was right after my FIL died, and elder in Oklahoma, and right before being issued a “Stop Loss” order for deployment. I went through hell and back spiritually and that’s when I realized I could never be part of that faith again. My wife finally let go after her father died. We secretly broke to try out a different church, more Baptist like. It was filled with many Catholics. But their doctrine was so contrary to scripture that we just can’t understand how they convince themselves that they are a “bible church”. After six months of that I found the ECF and started reading. Initially, my words were “Oh my God what have I done?” The church was Catholic. From that I extrapolated that we must become Episcopalian then, lol. Why, because if we converted to Catholicism we’d never here the end of it. But my wife, troubled by the ongoing Episcopal leaders choices to ordain women and openly practicing homosexual people quickly killed that idea. Conservative Anglican was simply like what we saw among our previous churches of Christ divisions, a dirty little secret that they don’t like to discuss. Another topic. It was then that I began my study or Orthodoxy and really was drawn to them initially until I realize that the beliefs I was drawn to were really the same. I then concentrated on what I perceived as different and eventually determined that even those differences were not significant enough to make that a sound argument, especially when my wife refused to even visit an Orthodox Church with me. After talking to many Orthodox priests I discovered very unfavorable issues between them and realized that the Latin Rite also had Orthodox Christian in communion with them. So I considered Eastern Catholicism but still received resistance from my wife.
You see I felt called to the priesthood. But without my wife’s support it would never happen. As much as I love her I feel trapped sometimes because of her mental condition that was developed in a very closed minded society of her religious sect. They were very legalistic and celebrated “plain ole vanilla”. The cultural difference of Orthodox was too much for her not to mention hairy old men scared her for some reason - Orthodox priests. I love it still but have resigned to accepting that becoming a deacon may be all that the Lord allows for me. Hind sight 20/20, I’m glad I embraced my Catholic faith once again. All of the struggles forced me to study more and more and why I chat on her. I find all Christians, Catholic alike, to be uniformly rude, obnoxious, ignorant, joyful, pessimistic, knowledgeable, informed, peaceful, etc. In other words Christians are of the same body - just not communicating with each other. However I do believe that the Catholic Church teaches the fullness of truth, yet many Catholics, joining the ranks of non-catholic Christians, are not practicing the fullness of truth quite the way we ought. I see all of us as trying to work through it, but some cover up their disbelieve. Some outright rebell against it causing division. It’s a sad state that we are in today. I’m learning to be more charitable again to our previous faith. But a deeply wounded wife makes it very difficult. She’s quite critical of them, but fortunately avoids them. I just hate hearing all the negative jousts like she used to make towards my Catholic faith, even when I wasn’t practicing it. It sounds so bigoted and not very lady like to me.