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Well,I’m stuck,and in need of some guidance.
Backstory; Raised in a devout traditional Catholic home,active as a child in daily rosaries,novenas,stations of the cross,weekly mass (of course),as well as daily mass a lot,confession every 3 weeks and in between if I had committed a mortal sin (which as a child was usually masturbation,otherwise I was a good child).A good child,and was fervent in my faith. Fast forward 20 or so years,I’ll spare all the **** that was vile and wrong that I did over those years,and lost me faith. Married,had a child,divorced,not active in my faith,remarried.
I was always aware of my faith,went to church only on holidays though,prayed intermittently,and continued to sin.
Then about a year ago,I had made the decision it was time. Admittedly prompted by my knowledge of the serious things to come,in my opinion during my lifetime,the warning,the 3 days of darkness,etc. I knew/know it’s coming,and knew I had to be right with the Lord. My mother is the ever-present source of faith in my life. It’s just my sister and myself,and she is/was always pushing us to “come back” to the church.About last November,I went to confession and really,really pushed myself to be genuine,to make the most of it,and really,really wanted to get my faith back.
A year later,obviously I’ve had my stumbles. However,for the most part I’ve been trying (never hard enough though). And I’d go through spats where I was really working at it,doing the rosary as often as I could. Well,not as often as could,I could have done it daily,but usually only about 3-4 times a week was what I was doing. My mother and myself taking for hours on the phone ,talking about our faith etc. Then I’d go through a short time where I was falling behind. But usually,tried to get back to where I was. And I was really starting to feel different for a while. I no longer felt going to church was an annoying chore (which is what I I’ve always felt it to be since I was a teen). I looked forward to mass. I did not want to sin. It was good. I was getting to a point where I was doing my rosaries almost daily,I was doing novenas,being active in the church.
But then,Satan rears his ugly head. The past couple months I’ve been basically worthless. It started with the elections,I have such a deep hate for not only Oblahblah,but for dems in general,and I’ve become downright cruel. I’m also very bigoted,racist really. I was certainly not raised that way. The most awful things would run through my mind,and out my mouth about what I wanted to see happen to this so-called president,his family,etc.
Then I started falling into my extremely foul mouth again,worse than any human being you’ve ever met,words that most sailors wouldn’t say. Sadly,it’s my trademark. Then came some lying,cheating,(not as in adultery),even stealing (not as in stealing from stores or people,but like buying things I didn’t have money for,then just screwing the companies/people,leaving them with the bill). The election came,and we all know how that went. So a weeks worth of tirades,foul language thrown at anyone who voted for him,including people who are supposed to be my friends,but I didn’t care. I feel like voting for “him” automatically makes you stupid.
I’ve basically stopped doing everything except going to weekly mass.
I hear the gospels and listen intently to the homilies each week. And the worst part is knowing darn well what I need to do to fix it,but just not doing it. Like a slap in the face to our Lord. I in now way disrespect my faith,I don’t doubt it in any way,I do not doubt God,I do not in any way turn away from being Catholic,and I have not a single doubt about every word I’ve taught about my faith. Yet,I almost wish that were the case,because at least then I’d have an “excuse”. But no. I’m basically here,knowing what I should be doing,knowing what God is asking of me,and simply saying…no. It’s awful.
And going to confession to "wipe the slate clean’ isn’t working either because to be quite frank,there are quite a few things that I’m just plum not sorry for. Not in the least! I should be,I know I should be,but I’m not. I hate “him” and his legion of demons,and as long as he’s “running” our country,I will always hate him,and wish death upon him and his whole family,each and everyday. I’m tired of the middle-class being screwed,and so I don’t give one whit if I leave people high and dry when it comes to paying my bills. I should care and be sorry,but I’m not. I’m the laziest I’ve ever been (sloth has always been my biggest vice,sin. I’m mean to certain people,and just don’t care. My son is my world,yet he’s 9 years old,and has not even been to Sunday school to learn his catechism,no first penance,nothing since his baptism. Problem is,he’s only with me about 40% of the time,most of the time he’s with my ex-husband,who is not religious in any way. So basically I’m screwing him over,and not doing my job as a mother and as a servant of the lord.
I’m at a crossroads here. What can I do if I’m just not sorry for some of my sins? I know praying for the grace to have contrition is important,and I do,but nothing. Perhaps I’m not praying hard enough. I’m one of those people who until something life-altering or shattering happens,I never really change. I know I’m not “a loser” so to speak,and I know God loves me always. But when it comes right down to it,I’m probably the worst “Catholic” of all time,and because of how much I’ve been given in my life as far as my sound and deep religious teaching and faith,I’m also one of the worst people.Hellbound for sure,without a doubt…if something doesn’t change. If I died tomorrow,I know for a fact I’d go straight to hell.
So why the HELL can’t I snap out of it?! Why the HELL can’t I just do what God has put forth in front of me to do. I’m scared. Yet somehow not enough to take action. And that’s really,really bad for me and my soul.
Backstory; Raised in a devout traditional Catholic home,active as a child in daily rosaries,novenas,stations of the cross,weekly mass (of course),as well as daily mass a lot,confession every 3 weeks and in between if I had committed a mortal sin (which as a child was usually masturbation,otherwise I was a good child).A good child,and was fervent in my faith. Fast forward 20 or so years,I’ll spare all the **** that was vile and wrong that I did over those years,and lost me faith. Married,had a child,divorced,not active in my faith,remarried.
I was always aware of my faith,went to church only on holidays though,prayed intermittently,and continued to sin.
Then about a year ago,I had made the decision it was time. Admittedly prompted by my knowledge of the serious things to come,in my opinion during my lifetime,the warning,the 3 days of darkness,etc. I knew/know it’s coming,and knew I had to be right with the Lord. My mother is the ever-present source of faith in my life. It’s just my sister and myself,and she is/was always pushing us to “come back” to the church.About last November,I went to confession and really,really pushed myself to be genuine,to make the most of it,and really,really wanted to get my faith back.
A year later,obviously I’ve had my stumbles. However,for the most part I’ve been trying (never hard enough though). And I’d go through spats where I was really working at it,doing the rosary as often as I could. Well,not as often as could,I could have done it daily,but usually only about 3-4 times a week was what I was doing. My mother and myself taking for hours on the phone ,talking about our faith etc. Then I’d go through a short time where I was falling behind. But usually,tried to get back to where I was. And I was really starting to feel different for a while. I no longer felt going to church was an annoying chore (which is what I I’ve always felt it to be since I was a teen). I looked forward to mass. I did not want to sin. It was good. I was getting to a point where I was doing my rosaries almost daily,I was doing novenas,being active in the church.
But then,Satan rears his ugly head. The past couple months I’ve been basically worthless. It started with the elections,I have such a deep hate for not only Oblahblah,but for dems in general,and I’ve become downright cruel. I’m also very bigoted,racist really. I was certainly not raised that way. The most awful things would run through my mind,and out my mouth about what I wanted to see happen to this so-called president,his family,etc.
Then I started falling into my extremely foul mouth again,worse than any human being you’ve ever met,words that most sailors wouldn’t say. Sadly,it’s my trademark. Then came some lying,cheating,(not as in adultery),even stealing (not as in stealing from stores or people,but like buying things I didn’t have money for,then just screwing the companies/people,leaving them with the bill). The election came,and we all know how that went. So a weeks worth of tirades,foul language thrown at anyone who voted for him,including people who are supposed to be my friends,but I didn’t care. I feel like voting for “him” automatically makes you stupid.
I’ve basically stopped doing everything except going to weekly mass.
I hear the gospels and listen intently to the homilies each week. And the worst part is knowing darn well what I need to do to fix it,but just not doing it. Like a slap in the face to our Lord. I in now way disrespect my faith,I don’t doubt it in any way,I do not doubt God,I do not in any way turn away from being Catholic,and I have not a single doubt about every word I’ve taught about my faith. Yet,I almost wish that were the case,because at least then I’d have an “excuse”. But no. I’m basically here,knowing what I should be doing,knowing what God is asking of me,and simply saying…no. It’s awful.
And going to confession to "wipe the slate clean’ isn’t working either because to be quite frank,there are quite a few things that I’m just plum not sorry for. Not in the least! I should be,I know I should be,but I’m not. I hate “him” and his legion of demons,and as long as he’s “running” our country,I will always hate him,and wish death upon him and his whole family,each and everyday. I’m tired of the middle-class being screwed,and so I don’t give one whit if I leave people high and dry when it comes to paying my bills. I should care and be sorry,but I’m not. I’m the laziest I’ve ever been (sloth has always been my biggest vice,sin. I’m mean to certain people,and just don’t care. My son is my world,yet he’s 9 years old,and has not even been to Sunday school to learn his catechism,no first penance,nothing since his baptism. Problem is,he’s only with me about 40% of the time,most of the time he’s with my ex-husband,who is not religious in any way. So basically I’m screwing him over,and not doing my job as a mother and as a servant of the lord.
I’m at a crossroads here. What can I do if I’m just not sorry for some of my sins? I know praying for the grace to have contrition is important,and I do,but nothing. Perhaps I’m not praying hard enough. I’m one of those people who until something life-altering or shattering happens,I never really change. I know I’m not “a loser” so to speak,and I know God loves me always. But when it comes right down to it,I’m probably the worst “Catholic” of all time,and because of how much I’ve been given in my life as far as my sound and deep religious teaching and faith,I’m also one of the worst people.Hellbound for sure,without a doubt…if something doesn’t change. If I died tomorrow,I know for a fact I’d go straight to hell.
So why the HELL can’t I snap out of it?! Why the HELL can’t I just do what God has put forth in front of me to do. I’m scared. Yet somehow not enough to take action. And that’s really,really bad for me and my soul.