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This is something I’ve been struggling with lately.
While I have known some wonderful, kind, good, and giving Catholics, in the past 7 years in particular, I have been on the receiving end of some really hurtful behavior from the Catholics closest to me–big things, such as finding my ex-husband had been lying and cheating throughout our marriage, verbal/emotional/and occasional physical abuse from my parents who are very involved in the church, alcoholism and all the ugliness and hurt that comes with that, realizing my father took me to porn or porn-type movies when I was very young, my parents currently not so much as calling to find out if I’m okay in the wake of divorce and financial upheaval and becoming a single mother to a very large family, but rather actually telling people I’m imagining these things happened in my marriage, and constant negativity and trash-talking of me and of other people by my mother. (My parents, btw, live a mile and a half from me, and are in good health and perfectly aware of what’s going on.)
By contrast, the many kindnesses I have experienced have largely come lately from people who have very little faith or interest in religion, let alone Catholicism, people who are in cases even antagonistic toward religion and Christianity, people who are living lifestyles completely opposed to everything the Catholic church teaches. These are people who have welcomed me in their homes, seen good in me, supported me through the discoveries about my ex-husband’s cheating, helped me out, and given me lots of positive and uplifting words and encouragement as opposed to the criticisms coming from my family that have torn me down.
I’m strong enough in my faith to remember that I have also known wonderful, kind Catholics, and to know that people fall short of the mark and that doesn’t mean the whole faith is wrong.
But there are days it’s a struggle to see a reason to keep going to church or keep making my kids go. I haven’t said the Rosary with the kids in two months when we used to do it several times a week for 15 years on end. It has slowly dawned on me that I haven’t gotten my daughter signed up for confirmation classes and she’s unhappy with this and wants to be confirmed, and I’m having a hard time seeing a reason to bother, given the examples of my parents and ex-husband of what ‘Catholics’ are.
I know I’m wrong, but right now, it’s hard to see any point in all this when the best behavior I currently see is coming from the non-believers in my life. How do I make sense of this?
While I have known some wonderful, kind, good, and giving Catholics, in the past 7 years in particular, I have been on the receiving end of some really hurtful behavior from the Catholics closest to me–big things, such as finding my ex-husband had been lying and cheating throughout our marriage, verbal/emotional/and occasional physical abuse from my parents who are very involved in the church, alcoholism and all the ugliness and hurt that comes with that, realizing my father took me to porn or porn-type movies when I was very young, my parents currently not so much as calling to find out if I’m okay in the wake of divorce and financial upheaval and becoming a single mother to a very large family, but rather actually telling people I’m imagining these things happened in my marriage, and constant negativity and trash-talking of me and of other people by my mother. (My parents, btw, live a mile and a half from me, and are in good health and perfectly aware of what’s going on.)
By contrast, the many kindnesses I have experienced have largely come lately from people who have very little faith or interest in religion, let alone Catholicism, people who are in cases even antagonistic toward religion and Christianity, people who are living lifestyles completely opposed to everything the Catholic church teaches. These are people who have welcomed me in their homes, seen good in me, supported me through the discoveries about my ex-husband’s cheating, helped me out, and given me lots of positive and uplifting words and encouragement as opposed to the criticisms coming from my family that have torn me down.
I’m strong enough in my faith to remember that I have also known wonderful, kind Catholics, and to know that people fall short of the mark and that doesn’t mean the whole faith is wrong.
But there are days it’s a struggle to see a reason to keep going to church or keep making my kids go. I haven’t said the Rosary with the kids in two months when we used to do it several times a week for 15 years on end. It has slowly dawned on me that I haven’t gotten my daughter signed up for confirmation classes and she’s unhappy with this and wants to be confirmed, and I’m having a hard time seeing a reason to bother, given the examples of my parents and ex-husband of what ‘Catholics’ are.
I know I’m wrong, but right now, it’s hard to see any point in all this when the best behavior I currently see is coming from the non-believers in my life. How do I make sense of this?

