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Update: I survived the Rite of Acceptance!
I was nervous all last week. But thanks to my very supportive sponsor, I was able to take this big step - without tripping or fainting or backing out. Of course, I knew backing out was not an option. I know this is the correct path for me to be on. Happiness filled my soul all during Mass. And I related clearly to the reading from Revelations particularly:
"I heard a loud voice from the throne saying,
“Behold, God’s dwelling is with the human race.
He will dwell with them and they will be his people
and God himself will always be with them as their God.
He will wipe every tear from their eyes,"
Conversion is touching every aspect of my life. And I’m learning a lot as I face each new difficulty. On Saturday night Christ dried my tears and gave me peace. So I understood a little bit what this scripture meant.
The first time I spoke with our priest I told him I had not (at the time) made a firm decision as to which church to join - yesterday following Mass I said to him, “As you know - I’ve made a decision.” He smiled at that and then I told him I understood what he talked about the homily about God wiping away every tear.
But the tears have come back. And although I feel strengthened by Christ and unbroken, I am so very sad. I should be happy.
I spent some time yesterday afternoon with someone and it feels like I’m losing him (I do not know why except to say the spark is gone), I lost another friend recently - and in a sense I am losing a boatload of friends because most of the people I know and have associated with through all of my adult life are Mormons. Those that know about my conversion are trying to convert me back. God knows they will not succeed. I have chosen not to tell the others because it’s been so hard dealing with those I have told - and so what I am finding is that because my whole life is caught up in my conversion (and work, that’s the only other thing in my life), that I have nothing to talk with them about. One friend asked me last week if I was ok. I said I was. She knew better. But I can’t tell her I’m having trouble finding things to talk about with my (Mormon) friends because all they talk about is church, family (which I don’t have), and church related activities. Their lives are wrapped up in their church. I suppose at present, so is mine. But I can’t tell this woman I’m converting to Catholicism. She’d lose a gasket
So I am very lonely. This is all very difficult. I should be happy but I’m losing so much. I talked with a life-long friend (the only Catholic I’ve known nearly all my life) last night. They had 12 people go through the Rite of Acceptance in her parish in California yesterday! Anyway, she said I should be happy right now. I talked about this crazy relationship which is - I don’t know what it’s ever been - but we talked about my other friends too and the reaction I’ve received - she suggested over and over that I should talk to a priest. I only know one priest. What’s he going to think if I start talking and start crying? What about that homily?
My Catholic friend told me that God moves us in a straight paths with a lot of zig-zags along the way. The man I mentioned is a giant zig-zag. He inspired me to look at the Catholic Church. And he touched me to my very soul in other ways as well. I surprisingly allowed myself to become vulnerable to him and now it feels like my heart is wanting to shatter but Christ is holding it together for me.
I am just having so many difficult feelings at once I don’t know how to handle them.
What can be done to ease all of this hurt?
On a happy note, RCIA classes (no longer meetings) begin this week. I am looking forward to them.
Hope
Update: I survived the Rite of Acceptance!
I was nervous all last week. But thanks to my very supportive sponsor, I was able to take this big step - without tripping or fainting or backing out. Of course, I knew backing out was not an option. I know this is the correct path for me to be on. Happiness filled my soul all during Mass. And I related clearly to the reading from Revelations particularly:
"I heard a loud voice from the throne saying,
“Behold, God’s dwelling is with the human race.
He will dwell with them and they will be his people
and God himself will always be with them as their God.
He will wipe every tear from their eyes,"
Conversion is touching every aspect of my life. And I’m learning a lot as I face each new difficulty. On Saturday night Christ dried my tears and gave me peace. So I understood a little bit what this scripture meant.
The first time I spoke with our priest I told him I had not (at the time) made a firm decision as to which church to join - yesterday following Mass I said to him, “As you know - I’ve made a decision.” He smiled at that and then I told him I understood what he talked about the homily about God wiping away every tear.
But the tears have come back. And although I feel strengthened by Christ and unbroken, I am so very sad. I should be happy.
I spent some time yesterday afternoon with someone and it feels like I’m losing him (I do not know why except to say the spark is gone), I lost another friend recently - and in a sense I am losing a boatload of friends because most of the people I know and have associated with through all of my adult life are Mormons. Those that know about my conversion are trying to convert me back. God knows they will not succeed. I have chosen not to tell the others because it’s been so hard dealing with those I have told - and so what I am finding is that because my whole life is caught up in my conversion (and work, that’s the only other thing in my life), that I have nothing to talk with them about. One friend asked me last week if I was ok. I said I was. She knew better. But I can’t tell her I’m having trouble finding things to talk about with my (Mormon) friends because all they talk about is church, family (which I don’t have), and church related activities. Their lives are wrapped up in their church. I suppose at present, so is mine. But I can’t tell this woman I’m converting to Catholicism. She’d lose a gasket
So I am very lonely. This is all very difficult. I should be happy but I’m losing so much. I talked with a life-long friend (the only Catholic I’ve known nearly all my life) last night. They had 12 people go through the Rite of Acceptance in her parish in California yesterday! Anyway, she said I should be happy right now. I talked about this crazy relationship which is - I don’t know what it’s ever been - but we talked about my other friends too and the reaction I’ve received - she suggested over and over that I should talk to a priest. I only know one priest. What’s he going to think if I start talking and start crying? What about that homily?
My Catholic friend told me that God moves us in a straight paths with a lot of zig-zags along the way. The man I mentioned is a giant zig-zag. He inspired me to look at the Catholic Church. And he touched me to my very soul in other ways as well. I surprisingly allowed myself to become vulnerable to him and now it feels like my heart is wanting to shatter but Christ is holding it together for me.
I am just having so many difficult feelings at once I don’t know how to handle them.
What can be done to ease all of this hurt?
On a happy note, RCIA classes (no longer meetings) begin this week. I am looking forward to them.
Hope