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kristina40
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I just finished reading a thread started by 4EverHis, that made me want to get opinions from you all. I have been going through a VERY tough time lately (for about the last year or more). I decided that my spiritual life needed some working on, so I started attending mass more regularly (was more of a Easter/Christmas catholic than a regularly practicing attendee). When my father was sick and in the hospital I really felt the pull to start attending mass on a regular basis. This was hard as I was out of town every weekend (at the hospital with my Mom and Dad). This found me trying to attend mass at an unfamiliar church, with unfamiliar mass times, in a parish many times bigger than my local parish, etc. The first couple times I tried to attend mass at this church, I actually drove around the church several times without realizing it. I went back to my sister’s house (she does not attend church) crying because I could not find the church…and it is a huge landmark!!! One day I finally decided to find the church on a day other than Sunday a half hour before mass started. I found the church easily. The next morning when I left to attend mass…again, I got turned around and when I finally located the church, and found parking I was too late to enter for that mass, and would have had to sit for 2 hours until the next mass…so I went home frustrated again…Finally after several attempts I was able to get the kinks worked out and actually made it to mass on time several weeks in a row!!! After my Dad’s death, I was again able to attend mass at my local parish. I then felt “drawn” to attend mass not only on Sunday, but to attend the only late afternoon weekday mass our parish offers; therefore going to mass twice a week, even though at this time I am unable to receive communion (a whole other story). Before I started attending mass twice a week, my husband had finally found gainful employment after a long bout of unemployment, I am only working part-time. Shortly after I started attending the weekday mass, my husband’s employer just decided that they could no longer afford to pay his salary so without any word to my husband (he was an “outside” salesman) the company just stopped paying him, leaving us once again having only my small income to live off. Daily I am tempted by the worry, panic attacks, and doubts that plague me…how will we pay the rent, utilities, buy food, etc. My husband says be patient and trust God to see us through (my husband used to attend mass regularly, but has lapsed lately, yet his faith is STILL bigger than mine). I just can’t understand why the more I try to build my relationship and strengthen my faith, the more I am assaulted with these horrible feelings. People keep telling me to read the story of Job, etc., but to tell you the truth I am finding myself pulling back rather than marching forward…I don’t know if my psyche can handle any more! If my floundering faith is tested any further, I don’t think I am strong enough to survive it…if I were to be like Job and lose my entire family, I don’t know if I could handle it…already I make my 17-year-old daughter call when she gets to school (less than 5 miles away in a very small community), call before she heads home from school and call when she gets home…I’m that worried that something will happen to her…if my husband is 5 minutes later coming home than I think he should be, I am panicking…it’s absurd behavior and I know it, but I can’t prevent it. My marriage is suffering, my daughter is really rebelling against the smothering, and I can’t stop myself. I find myself now doing the same thing with my mother. She has to call me when she leaves my sister’s house (3 hours away) and comes to see me…and she has gotten to the point she calls me as she passes each town in between, so I’m not calling her when she is busy driving!!! I feel like I’m going insane, I doubt every decision I make, actually I’m to the point of not being able to make a decision…When I told my husband I felt like attending Adoration, he told me that some “new” Christians are scared by the experience because sometimes the more you try to deepen your spirituality the worse the attacks become…of course, I decided to wait a while before attempting Adoration, as I don’t think I can handle any more of a test of my already waning faith. I have prayed about how broken my spirit is, how weak my faith is becoming, and still nothing. I feel like I am in battle by myself, and don’t have the resources to withstand many more attacks. Maybe, I’m just not praying the right words or with the right amount of humility in my heart, I don’t know, but I am at the end of my rope, with not enough rope left to tie a knot to hang on to…