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I’ve grateful to God that He’s given me the ability to finally open up both to myself and to so many of you here about a certain problem which has been the root of my disobedience in the past. Please bear with me as I try to make myself understood so that there are as few misunderstandings concerning the situation.
Last year, during June 2007, the company which I work for scheduled an offsite team building “conference” where all of us employees would engage in activities to help us function as separate departments and as a company. We ended up staying the night at a really luxurious hotel. Never wanting to be a loner, and this being the first time ever that I’ve gotten to experience something like this, I wanted to participate in what everybody was doing throughout the day and evening hours. During the day, of course, was the actual conference, but in the evening was karaoke, billiards and an open (liquor) bar.
Having just converted to Catholicism only a couple months prior, and intent on being a good Christian, I decided that even if I drank too much that I wouldn’t act foolish or obscenely. Well, that failed!!! I voluntarily followed around all the guys who, though older than me, are nonetheless the most approximate in my age, tastes, and general worldview (these “guys” are pretty pivotal to this post, so I’ll describe more about them later) - and I followed them around and as the night advanced ultimately gave in to my Christian principles, undermined my faith, etc…
I went to confession because I felt horrible for what I had done.
It didn’t seem long – no more than a month – before I began a steady streak doing pretty much the same thing each and every week, going to bars, strip clubs, carousing, lusting, talking filthy about women, swearing, and then…every Saturday morning, feeling sorry for myself and my sins, going to confession. Rinse, wash, repeat.
These “guys” who I hung out with are my co-workers. Some of us no longer work in the same building or on the same floor, but there’s always plenty of interaction between us on a weekly basis. I’m currently 26, single, and a bit conservative (even when I’m supposedly disobedient) – most of these guys are at least 30 to 40 years of age, most are married, and generally irreligious…but not amoral. Principled, but sinful. For these guys, smoking crack is just stupid, but watching girls dance on a pole is entertainment. I can no longer agree, but I do see where they are coming from…especially since I’ve been there, having participated in it.
Here’s the thing: As I’ve said in some of my more recent threads, I’m trying my hardest to become more spiritual and religious than I have been, trying to put my more disobedient behavior behind me – but there’s no conceivable way for me to escape these co-workers of mine. Now that I’ve been formally inducted in the group, having made fairly good friends with a couple of the guys, who, remember, are close co-workers, I’ll always be invited to their outings, and I can’t just keep on saying “maybe” to their invites or not showing up with no word. I feel bad because I don’t want to seem unsocial or unfriendly. I’m already starting to feel the brunt of my actions by being accused of “standing” so-and-so up (when I never said yes), or one guy friend always asking, “How come you don’t get out anymore?”
To make matters worse, these guys – all of them – know I’m Catholic, and all of them know from how I’ve belittled my Christian faith that I’ve practically disowned it. To suddenly say, “Sorry, guys, but I won’t be getting out anymore because those things don’t seem like good behaviors” not only sounds elitist and would cause them to heckle me, but it just doesn’t seem like a very good option considering how close we must work together.
I am, in a word, trapped by my own actions.
Last year, during June 2007, the company which I work for scheduled an offsite team building “conference” where all of us employees would engage in activities to help us function as separate departments and as a company. We ended up staying the night at a really luxurious hotel. Never wanting to be a loner, and this being the first time ever that I’ve gotten to experience something like this, I wanted to participate in what everybody was doing throughout the day and evening hours. During the day, of course, was the actual conference, but in the evening was karaoke, billiards and an open (liquor) bar.
Having just converted to Catholicism only a couple months prior, and intent on being a good Christian, I decided that even if I drank too much that I wouldn’t act foolish or obscenely. Well, that failed!!! I voluntarily followed around all the guys who, though older than me, are nonetheless the most approximate in my age, tastes, and general worldview (these “guys” are pretty pivotal to this post, so I’ll describe more about them later) - and I followed them around and as the night advanced ultimately gave in to my Christian principles, undermined my faith, etc…
I went to confession because I felt horrible for what I had done.
It didn’t seem long – no more than a month – before I began a steady streak doing pretty much the same thing each and every week, going to bars, strip clubs, carousing, lusting, talking filthy about women, swearing, and then…every Saturday morning, feeling sorry for myself and my sins, going to confession. Rinse, wash, repeat.
These “guys” who I hung out with are my co-workers. Some of us no longer work in the same building or on the same floor, but there’s always plenty of interaction between us on a weekly basis. I’m currently 26, single, and a bit conservative (even when I’m supposedly disobedient) – most of these guys are at least 30 to 40 years of age, most are married, and generally irreligious…but not amoral. Principled, but sinful. For these guys, smoking crack is just stupid, but watching girls dance on a pole is entertainment. I can no longer agree, but I do see where they are coming from…especially since I’ve been there, having participated in it.
Here’s the thing: As I’ve said in some of my more recent threads, I’m trying my hardest to become more spiritual and religious than I have been, trying to put my more disobedient behavior behind me – but there’s no conceivable way for me to escape these co-workers of mine. Now that I’ve been formally inducted in the group, having made fairly good friends with a couple of the guys, who, remember, are close co-workers, I’ll always be invited to their outings, and I can’t just keep on saying “maybe” to their invites or not showing up with no word. I feel bad because I don’t want to seem unsocial or unfriendly. I’m already starting to feel the brunt of my actions by being accused of “standing” so-and-so up (when I never said yes), or one guy friend always asking, “How come you don’t get out anymore?”
To make matters worse, these guys – all of them – know I’m Catholic, and all of them know from how I’ve belittled my Christian faith that I’ve practically disowned it. To suddenly say, “Sorry, guys, but I won’t be getting out anymore because those things don’t seem like good behaviors” not only sounds elitist and would cause them to heckle me, but it just doesn’t seem like a very good option considering how close we must work together.
I am, in a word, trapped by my own actions.