I used to be a Roman Catholic not so long ago, and it was after years of prayer, scripture study, and many discussions with theologians, priests, and rabbis that I was finally able to walk away. I remember when (a version of) this problem first occurred to me: it was the feast of the immaculate conception 6 years ago. Sitting at mass, I thought:
“Wait…if God could make Mary such that she would never commit a sin by virtue of a “singular grace” bestowed upon her due to his foreknowledge of Jesus’s sacrificial act, then why couldn’t he have done it for all of humanity?”
In my opinion, the doctrine of the immaculate conception presupposes and relies upon the very concept of foreknowledge that some dispute on this thread. This little question blossomed into so many more and lead me on a journey toward the true God, who is one, who does not have a body, who cannot be born and cannot die, and who is absolutely sovereign. I have always had intense doubts about the truth of Roman Catholicism, even from when I was a young child. The “still small voice” always said to me…“this isn’t the truth.” but I ignored it. I repent of this! I contorted and brutalized my conscience because I was afraid that leaving the RCC would cause me to be tortured forever and forever by God. I am ashamed of my cowardice, but the threat of eternal torture is so immense. Nonetheless, I repent of this too!
I am so much happier now. And, it is all thanks to this problem. For years I prayed desperately “God, please show me the truth! Please teach me!” and He finally answered me by confronting me with this. I can understand, however, that many do not have an understanding of this issue. It is buried deep. I do not think God punishes those who cannot understand, but I wish that some would at least try. Maybe God is calling all of us to a deeper reflection upon this? Maybe these threads will serve some good by helping those who read but choose not to comment. I hope so!
It seems so obvious and straightforward to me now, but I remember the haze and confusion of my beliefs when I was a Roman Catholic. I remember being OK with flat contradictions because Chesterton assured me that paradoxes are the mark of truth or something like that. I remember ignoring and fearing the contradictions because they were a “temptation.”
Some light may pour through the Church’s windows, but the source of that light is outside, I believe. May God help each of us to learn.