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andyklein
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In a few months I will officially be a Catholic, but I will be the only one in my family. An image popped in my head today where myself and my parents and siblings were receiving the Eucharist together, and I really want that to happen someday. The first issue, however, is that I am afraid to tell my parents that I am becoming Catholic. My parents are not religious people. We never discuss religion. Now I am away in college, and I discovered the one, true faith and the hope for eternal life, but they are hundreds of miles with their fates hanging in the balance. I would love for them to know and join me, but I don’t have the guts to tell them.
I think they would be receptive to the Catholic Church. One of my parents has mostly Irish blood and grew up in the south side of Chicago. Somehow his family lost the faith many years ago. The other is kind of introverted but I can sense she needs an outlet for her sentimentality.
I just feel that it would be so awkward telling them about this wonder I discovered, and I don’t know what they would initially think. Since we don’t talk about religion, there is no gateway to bring it up subtly.
This is the first time I have ever even considered telling them. It’s starting to knaw on me, and it’s only a matter of time before they find my crucifix and wonder why I can’t come home for Easter. They will really wonder the same thing for Christmas next year. Should I just come out of the blue on Christmas Eve when the whole family gets together and tell them we should all go to midnight mass?
I think they would be receptive to the Catholic Church. One of my parents has mostly Irish blood and grew up in the south side of Chicago. Somehow his family lost the faith many years ago. The other is kind of introverted but I can sense she needs an outlet for her sentimentality.
I just feel that it would be so awkward telling them about this wonder I discovered, and I don’t know what they would initially think. Since we don’t talk about religion, there is no gateway to bring it up subtly.
This is the first time I have ever even considered telling them. It’s starting to knaw on me, and it’s only a matter of time before they find my crucifix and wonder why I can’t come home for Easter. They will really wonder the same thing for Christmas next year. Should I just come out of the blue on Christmas Eve when the whole family gets together and tell them we should all go to midnight mass?