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Rimera
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Okay, this is going to sound weird. You know how God sometimes calls the most unlikely people to do His work? I am a Protestant single mother, whose husband is in prison for three lifetime sentences. And I think God’s preparing me to join a convent when my son turns 18…
Growing up, my family was Protestant, and when I was a teenager, I used to dream of becoming a nun. But, my father wouldn’t hear of it, and proceeded to tell me all the reasons Catholicism was evil. All my life religion has been very important, but I’ve always been frustrated by the double standards and lack of structured rules I found in the churches I attended. Add to that my confusion concerning my mother (who is a homosexual), and I eventually left the Christian faith altogether and practiced Wicca (a form of paganism) for almost a decade. That was when I met my husband, and we were together seven years before I finally had a child. And within a week of having our son, he was no longer allowed to live with us, within 6 months he was found guilty and sentenced to prison for three lifetime sentences. When everything looked to be at its darkest for me, I turned back to God again. But here I was with the same problem I had before… church just didn’t seem to make sense, and I’m the kind of person who will actually follow the set of rules I’m given, not just follow the ones I like.
I was surprised God would even give me the time of day, but for the past year and a half, He has been leading me to Catholic church. I’m not Catholic, you have to go to RCIA classes, and I’m a single mom, so I’m usually working when they have the classes. But I cling to Him like a lifeline, and He guides me more and more in ways that I can’t understand. I’ve been praying with the rosary for a while now, and have been studying the Catholic bible and the Catechism, been reading books on Catholicism to better understand it. I’m not talking about once in a while, or even once a week… He’s pulling me closer to Him, every moment of every day He brings something new to my mind. It’s like a fire inside me, insistent, and I ignored Him once, I refuse to do it again. I haven’t spoken to my husband since I learned he really did what he was accused of, which was years ago, but every time I try to divorce him, He stops me. God doesn’t want me to start another relationship (believe me, I’ve tried…
), and even if my husband dies in prison, I don’t think I’m ever to have a relationship again. That’s a given, right, because I’m still married, but the same seems to go for my job… there is always this off feeling whenever I think about going back to school or getting a house or planning for the future. The only thing I have any peace about is getting an RV, because I can go where He sends me, and I think it’s for my son when he’s older. I have this deep desire to serve others, and thought about ways I can do it, but when I think of how I’ll support myself, He just gives me this sense that He’s going to take care of me, and I’m not supposed to worry about it. I would normally be antsy about not planning for my family’s financial future, but all I have is this sense of peace that everything will be okay, but that I’m not supposed to get comfortable anywhere.
Now, I’m human, and God knows I’ve been wrong about a lot of things, and I know His ways are not like our ways, and they are by definition mysterious. I also know that you cannot join a convent if you are married, and if you have children, they must be grown. There are about a thousand reasons out there why I should roll my eyes and say it’s a silly idea. But there is a burning fire in my heart that tells me that nothing is impossible for God.
I need a guide. I need someone to pray for me that I can better understand His will, someone who knows the customs of this world I’ve found myself pulled to, who can tell me what I need to do or where I need to go for encouragement. I guess I kind of need a friend who won’t laugh at me and tell me why what I think is stupid…
Growing up, my family was Protestant, and when I was a teenager, I used to dream of becoming a nun. But, my father wouldn’t hear of it, and proceeded to tell me all the reasons Catholicism was evil. All my life religion has been very important, but I’ve always been frustrated by the double standards and lack of structured rules I found in the churches I attended. Add to that my confusion concerning my mother (who is a homosexual), and I eventually left the Christian faith altogether and practiced Wicca (a form of paganism) for almost a decade. That was when I met my husband, and we were together seven years before I finally had a child. And within a week of having our son, he was no longer allowed to live with us, within 6 months he was found guilty and sentenced to prison for three lifetime sentences. When everything looked to be at its darkest for me, I turned back to God again. But here I was with the same problem I had before… church just didn’t seem to make sense, and I’m the kind of person who will actually follow the set of rules I’m given, not just follow the ones I like.
I was surprised God would even give me the time of day, but for the past year and a half, He has been leading me to Catholic church. I’m not Catholic, you have to go to RCIA classes, and I’m a single mom, so I’m usually working when they have the classes. But I cling to Him like a lifeline, and He guides me more and more in ways that I can’t understand. I’ve been praying with the rosary for a while now, and have been studying the Catholic bible and the Catechism, been reading books on Catholicism to better understand it. I’m not talking about once in a while, or even once a week… He’s pulling me closer to Him, every moment of every day He brings something new to my mind. It’s like a fire inside me, insistent, and I ignored Him once, I refuse to do it again. I haven’t spoken to my husband since I learned he really did what he was accused of, which was years ago, but every time I try to divorce him, He stops me. God doesn’t want me to start another relationship (believe me, I’ve tried…

Now, I’m human, and God knows I’ve been wrong about a lot of things, and I know His ways are not like our ways, and they are by definition mysterious. I also know that you cannot join a convent if you are married, and if you have children, they must be grown. There are about a thousand reasons out there why I should roll my eyes and say it’s a silly idea. But there is a burning fire in my heart that tells me that nothing is impossible for God.
I need a guide. I need someone to pray for me that I can better understand His will, someone who knows the customs of this world I’ve found myself pulled to, who can tell me what I need to do or where I need to go for encouragement. I guess I kind of need a friend who won’t laugh at me and tell me why what I think is stupid…
