Diamantina
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Why I converted from Catholicism to the Orthodox Church in 1990:

- I felt very lonely going to Mass by myself (I am the only churchgoer in my immediate family: my father is a lapsed Catholic, my mother a non-churchgoing Methodist: neither of my younger brothers were ever baptized) in a large suburban parish. I was shy and did not know much about ministry opportunities other than choir. Although I had read a fair deal about Church history and hagiography on my own, I was not very well catechized (I was born in 1966 and began going to Mass on my own in 1977). For example, I didn’t realize that missing Sunday Mass and masturbation are mortal sins. I was under the impression that they were sinful, but no big deal.
- The Byzantine Liturgy is beautiful! In my opinion, it puts the Novus Ordo and the Tridentine Mass to shame.There are several Orthodox parishes within 10 or 12 miles of my house: there were no Eastern Catholic parishes within that radius. Since I have no car, it is difficult for me to get to Eastern Catholic parishes 20 to 40 miles away.
- The Orthodox Church believed everything that I already believed: I had (and still do to some extent) trouble with the papal claims. Primacy of honor and esteem for the Pope I could accept: what bothered me was the concept of infallibility. I thought (and still do, to some extent) that Blessed Pius IX was wrong to declare it, and Venerable Pius XII wrong to use it. It seemed wrong to put the Filioque in the Nicene Creed, even if it is part of the belief (I had no problem with the concept of the Double Procession). (I still do not say “from the Son” when the Creed is said at Mass.)
- I met an Orthodox priest and his family: they were very kind to me. The priest and his wife were a few years older than me: their children were small and charming. Their church was a small mission parish, so I felt more comfortable.
- I wanted to consecrate myself to God, but wanted some form of consecrated life other than the strictly monastic life that exists in Orthodox Christianity. I did not see myself as the foundress type (my dream was – and still is, to some extent – of joining an active-contemplative community with modified habit: once I reverted, I realized that my health precluded most forms of consecrated life).
- When I was in grad school, there was an Orthodox mission parish not too far from me, but I felt more comfortable in the Catholic Church: certainly, the Catholic parish was easier to get to.
- I realized that my mindset is too Western to be fully Orthodox. Also, the priest who had chrismated me and his family had become Missouri Synod Lutherans in the mid 1990s (he is now a pastor): I then moved to a Serbian parish and became active in the choir. Since I was not of Serbian descent (my ancestry is Acadian, Quebecois, Mexican and Irish) nor likely to marry a Serb, I felt a bit like an outsider – welcomed, but not fully part of the family.
- Fasting rules – I tried to follow them fairly strictly one fast before Christmas, and my health suffered. My mother did not understand why I felt obliged to fast, and thought it silly that I thought it necessary to get an exemption from a priest instead of using common sense and stopping the fast on my own. It is hard for me to abstain from dairy and boned fish, especially since I eat few fruits and vegetables. I still abstain from meat every Friday, even now.
- Ministry opportunities! Being a lector, EMHC and catechist helps me develop my faith and gives me a good reason to go to Mass whenever I feel like staying at home.
- Lay Carmelites! Orthodox Christians, as a rule, do not have lay associates of monasteries who live in the world. (There was – still is, probably – a group of Benedictine Oblates at a Western Rite Orthodox parish not too far away from me, but they are an exception: they were converts like me.) I enjoy being a Lay Carmelite: I just wish that I could become a consecrated virgin as well. The Liturgy of the Hours carries on my love of the Psalms that I acquired from the habit of regular prayer that I began after I was chrismated in the Orthodox Church. I also read the Scripture readings daily: that, too, began after I was chrismated Orthodox.
- The Real Presence! Yes, the Orthodox also have the Real Presence, but in the Catholic Church, people are encouraged to come to Communion more often than in Orthodoxy (or at least in the Serbian and ROCOR parishes that I became acquainted with). If the Eucharist is the Medicine of Immortality, I think that the faithful should take the medicine whenever possible – as long as they are not in mortal sin.
- The Mother of God! My devotion to the Mother of God increased while I was Orthodox, and lasts even now. I like to think that she is protecting me. Certainly, when I was alienated from the concept of a God seen as Father (my relationship with my own father is not the greatest, although we keep in touch) it was easier to pray to a woman who, while tempted by sin, never sinned.