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TK421
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I suppose I’m just here to vent and to receive some empathy with the current part of my spiritual journey through life. I don’t have anybody in my life that I feel comfortable (or would necessarily be able to understand) to discuss this subject with, so the safe anonymity of the internet will have to do. Maybe it’s even preferable.
No, I am not experiencing any doubts about my conversion. As far as my mind goes, I think I am more solid in my conviction of the Catholic Church than I was when I first received Reconciliation, Confirmation, and Communion. My heart and soul are becoming sad though.
It’s hard to miss something that you never knew existed, but when I first started learning about Catholicism not-so-long ago, it all clicked very quickly for me. There was no prolonged process of gradually warming up to it after many years due to a friend or relative or spouse (I’m a single young man). It all happened I believe in less than 2 months… or maybe even in less than a month. I’m not entirely sure. It was summer in 2013 when I started reading Catholic apologetics and well before the summer was over I was waiting to get started with RCIA (to sit in on what I had already taught myself).
I was already critical and confused (while at the same time affectionate) of Christianity beforehand, and though I didn’t realize it, many of my doubts were related to the holes that protestant Christianity has suffered ever since their long-dead ancestors left the Church in the political/spiritual turmoil of centuries ago. How can you possibly have any confidence in interpreting a text that has no voice by itself? How can we with confidence apply and decipher the moral dilemmas of today without having any authoritative voice? The tenants of Catholicism weren’t a burden or a difficulty for me, but it was like I was starring at an incomplete puzzle and suddenly the missing pieces dropped in front of my lap and they fitted like a glove. So yes, it was a fast conversion for me, and the more I learned, the more it solidified.
Discovering that I no longer had to suffer and navigate the cacophony of varying opinions - with all the vanity and the agendas - was wonderful. The chaos was gone. The division was gone. And, there was Christ, more crystal clear and perfect and lovely than he had even been. The Church was a huge, blazing fire in the night, where there was sanity and truth and reason and goodness. All the spiritual treasures came very quickly. The tangible, promised, reliable, ever-present comfort of the sacraments. My Mother, Mary: she greeted me at the door with tears in her eyes, and I have been in love with her ever since. 2000 years of rich Tradition, meditation, and spiritual counsel, all at my fingertips. I can spend my entire life reading and I will have barely penetrated the surface by the time I die. It was wonderful, and it still is. I never had this before, and the huge volume I now have access to still awes me.
But I’m sad now. I see that the unity the Church provides doesn’t seem to have that big of an effect in real life. To some extent, I still feel like I’m among the free-for-all bloodbath of protestant Christianity. I’ve been hanging out on this forum on and off since I joined, and I see so much conflict and disagreement - severe disagreement. It’s not just between Catholics and nominal/heterodox Catholics, but between orthodox Catholics. The euphoria of the Catholic Church has started to fad with it, and dampen me. I don’t feel the sense of camaraderie that I felt when I first joined. At the moment, I feel just as likely to trust or distrust the judgement and character of a fellow Catholic as I am anybody else. Maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it’s what God desires. Maybe there was a spiritual pride or coldness within me that I couldn’t notice, and God is now at the surgeon’s table, pulling it out of me. Now I’m plugging along, day after day, hoping that I’m getting sanctified along the way and that the tunnel will widen once more and this loneliness will go away, like it did for a little while. Maybe I really need to get off of this forum now that it has done its service. It might be harming me at this point. I don’t know. Storms come and storms go.
That’s all.
No, I am not experiencing any doubts about my conversion. As far as my mind goes, I think I am more solid in my conviction of the Catholic Church than I was when I first received Reconciliation, Confirmation, and Communion. My heart and soul are becoming sad though.
It’s hard to miss something that you never knew existed, but when I first started learning about Catholicism not-so-long ago, it all clicked very quickly for me. There was no prolonged process of gradually warming up to it after many years due to a friend or relative or spouse (I’m a single young man). It all happened I believe in less than 2 months… or maybe even in less than a month. I’m not entirely sure. It was summer in 2013 when I started reading Catholic apologetics and well before the summer was over I was waiting to get started with RCIA (to sit in on what I had already taught myself).
I was already critical and confused (while at the same time affectionate) of Christianity beforehand, and though I didn’t realize it, many of my doubts were related to the holes that protestant Christianity has suffered ever since their long-dead ancestors left the Church in the political/spiritual turmoil of centuries ago. How can you possibly have any confidence in interpreting a text that has no voice by itself? How can we with confidence apply and decipher the moral dilemmas of today without having any authoritative voice? The tenants of Catholicism weren’t a burden or a difficulty for me, but it was like I was starring at an incomplete puzzle and suddenly the missing pieces dropped in front of my lap and they fitted like a glove. So yes, it was a fast conversion for me, and the more I learned, the more it solidified.
Discovering that I no longer had to suffer and navigate the cacophony of varying opinions - with all the vanity and the agendas - was wonderful. The chaos was gone. The division was gone. And, there was Christ, more crystal clear and perfect and lovely than he had even been. The Church was a huge, blazing fire in the night, where there was sanity and truth and reason and goodness. All the spiritual treasures came very quickly. The tangible, promised, reliable, ever-present comfort of the sacraments. My Mother, Mary: she greeted me at the door with tears in her eyes, and I have been in love with her ever since. 2000 years of rich Tradition, meditation, and spiritual counsel, all at my fingertips. I can spend my entire life reading and I will have barely penetrated the surface by the time I die. It was wonderful, and it still is. I never had this before, and the huge volume I now have access to still awes me.
But I’m sad now. I see that the unity the Church provides doesn’t seem to have that big of an effect in real life. To some extent, I still feel like I’m among the free-for-all bloodbath of protestant Christianity. I’ve been hanging out on this forum on and off since I joined, and I see so much conflict and disagreement - severe disagreement. It’s not just between Catholics and nominal/heterodox Catholics, but between orthodox Catholics. The euphoria of the Catholic Church has started to fad with it, and dampen me. I don’t feel the sense of camaraderie that I felt when I first joined. At the moment, I feel just as likely to trust or distrust the judgement and character of a fellow Catholic as I am anybody else. Maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it’s what God desires. Maybe there was a spiritual pride or coldness within me that I couldn’t notice, and God is now at the surgeon’s table, pulling it out of me. Now I’m plugging along, day after day, hoping that I’m getting sanctified along the way and that the tunnel will widen once more and this loneliness will go away, like it did for a little while. Maybe I really need to get off of this forum now that it has done its service. It might be harming me at this point. I don’t know. Storms come and storms go.
That’s all.