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mommamaree
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I am so sad and weary.
I have no relationship with Jesus. I have no faith of the heart. I have intellectual assent and I have a desire for obedience. But no relationship.
I seek out the teachings of the Church, so that I may know what is right, in order that I may do it. I am thankful to be able to do what is right. I want to do even better and better. I am not, thankfully, dealing with any major temptations to grave sins.
But I am empty. I do not have a relationship with Jesus. I try to pray and I only feel more empty and alone and I weep.
I am willing to do anything, to give up anything, just to have that relationship with Jesus. But I don’t know what else I have to give, and my repeated asking for healing has gone unanswered. I am already being obedient in every way I know how. I have a larger family, with young children. I know that it is God’s will for my life and for our family that I homeschool. I do my daily duties, even though it is hard. I love my husband and my children.
But I fail everyday, and my experience of trials is made worse by self-loathing thoughts that plague me. I cannot reach for my faith to sustain me and to get me through it. It is white-knuckling it, barely clinging on, waiting for bedtime, so that I can try to grab enough sleep in order to get up and do it all over the next day. There is never any sense of accomplishment or joy. Only an awareness of how much I failed.
I am fairly certain that I remain in a state of grace. But I feel dead inside so much. I read my bible and I feel empty. I pray the Rosary and I feel empty. I pray the chaplets and I feel empty. Then I hit a wall and I weep for hours, sometimes days.
My priest cannot/won’t help me. In confession, I hear “you are a good person” from the priests. But nothing helps to remove my emptiness.
When I converted to Catholicism, I thought that intellectual assent would be sufficient for me. Now I know that I really wanted more. I wanted healing. I wanted relationship. I wanted to know Jesus. How long must I wait? Will God ever heal me? What must I do? I know this is not depression. This is spiritual emptiness. This is my desire for a relationship, and a faith that sustains, and an awareness of the giant hole in my heart, and knowledge that I can’t fix this, and the one thing that can fix this is the very thing I do not have and have never had.
I have no relationship with Jesus. I have no faith of the heart. I have intellectual assent and I have a desire for obedience. But no relationship.
I seek out the teachings of the Church, so that I may know what is right, in order that I may do it. I am thankful to be able to do what is right. I want to do even better and better. I am not, thankfully, dealing with any major temptations to grave sins.
But I am empty. I do not have a relationship with Jesus. I try to pray and I only feel more empty and alone and I weep.
I am willing to do anything, to give up anything, just to have that relationship with Jesus. But I don’t know what else I have to give, and my repeated asking for healing has gone unanswered. I am already being obedient in every way I know how. I have a larger family, with young children. I know that it is God’s will for my life and for our family that I homeschool. I do my daily duties, even though it is hard. I love my husband and my children.
But I fail everyday, and my experience of trials is made worse by self-loathing thoughts that plague me. I cannot reach for my faith to sustain me and to get me through it. It is white-knuckling it, barely clinging on, waiting for bedtime, so that I can try to grab enough sleep in order to get up and do it all over the next day. There is never any sense of accomplishment or joy. Only an awareness of how much I failed.
I am fairly certain that I remain in a state of grace. But I feel dead inside so much. I read my bible and I feel empty. I pray the Rosary and I feel empty. I pray the chaplets and I feel empty. Then I hit a wall and I weep for hours, sometimes days.
My priest cannot/won’t help me. In confession, I hear “you are a good person” from the priests. But nothing helps to remove my emptiness.
When I converted to Catholicism, I thought that intellectual assent would be sufficient for me. Now I know that I really wanted more. I wanted healing. I wanted relationship. I wanted to know Jesus. How long must I wait? Will God ever heal me? What must I do? I know this is not depression. This is spiritual emptiness. This is my desire for a relationship, and a faith that sustains, and an awareness of the giant hole in my heart, and knowledge that I can’t fix this, and the one thing that can fix this is the very thing I do not have and have never had.