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iwillrisenow
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I’m a convert of four years. I love my faith, wouldn’t budge from it, but there’s one major issue that I keep running up against again and again.
Isolation.
I’m living in the US and from a cultural minority group that is widely segregated from other groups, especially those widely represented in American Catholic churches. On top of that, since I did not grow up in the very insular Catholic world (go to Catholic schools, spent time with Catholic families from a young age, etc.) I feel like a complete outsider when it comes to a lot of the Catholic institutions and organizations.
Worse still…sometimes, it’s like I’m an untouchable in the Church. Literally, sometimes, as in during the Peace.
I don’t know what God’s plan is or why He called me into an earthly family that is repulsed by the sight of me.
I want to trust God’s plan fully, I really do, but…if such a core tenant of our faith is communion with others, this all seems particularly harsh and cruel.
And…of course, I want to believe that I might some day find some other Catholics who care more about the Kingdom of Heaven than living at the right address, having the right kind of job, having money, and looking a certain way in society (not all Catholic groups are like this but, let’s be honest-- many are)…I know you all are out there and God bless you if you truly do aim to live this way (of course, we are all fallible), but I usually meet you at the margins.
Perhaps what God’s really trying to get me to think about is…how can I hang out at the margins more? Where are the places that I, as a single woman (so, safety is a concern) can create fellowship for the others who are being left out?
How about you? Have you ever felt like an outsider in institutional Catholic world (whether it was the parish nearest to you, Catholic school growing up, etc.)? How do you find the margins? I’m not talking about doing this or that because it’s “rewarding” and makes you look like a caring person…I’m talking about the margins. When only God sees.
Isolation.
I’m living in the US and from a cultural minority group that is widely segregated from other groups, especially those widely represented in American Catholic churches. On top of that, since I did not grow up in the very insular Catholic world (go to Catholic schools, spent time with Catholic families from a young age, etc.) I feel like a complete outsider when it comes to a lot of the Catholic institutions and organizations.
Worse still…sometimes, it’s like I’m an untouchable in the Church. Literally, sometimes, as in during the Peace.
I don’t know what God’s plan is or why He called me into an earthly family that is repulsed by the sight of me.
I want to trust God’s plan fully, I really do, but…if such a core tenant of our faith is communion with others, this all seems particularly harsh and cruel.
And…of course, I want to believe that I might some day find some other Catholics who care more about the Kingdom of Heaven than living at the right address, having the right kind of job, having money, and looking a certain way in society (not all Catholic groups are like this but, let’s be honest-- many are)…I know you all are out there and God bless you if you truly do aim to live this way (of course, we are all fallible), but I usually meet you at the margins.
Perhaps what God’s really trying to get me to think about is…how can I hang out at the margins more? Where are the places that I, as a single woman (so, safety is a concern) can create fellowship for the others who are being left out?
How about you? Have you ever felt like an outsider in institutional Catholic world (whether it was the parish nearest to you, Catholic school growing up, etc.)? How do you find the margins? I’m not talking about doing this or that because it’s “rewarding” and makes you look like a caring person…I’m talking about the margins. When only God sees.