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kittery
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Hi all,
I’m a convert of 5 years. My DH is a cradle-catholic. He taught me about the faith and I converted with him as my sponsor (we weren’t married at the time). I’ve always had a strong belief in and relationship with God. I was raised by a very Christian family and so faith in God was nothing new with the Catholic faith. However, living this faith and relating to God in this way has sort of ripped the rug right out from under me. I feel lost and disconnected, like “where is my God”? There are so many rules now, and so many things to do properly that my focus has shifted onto those things and my authenticity in front of my God has all but disappeared.
Now, our children are 2 1/2 and 1 1/2. I am so conflicted inside because I don’t know if I am capable of raising them Catholic. My marriage is not a very happy one. My husband has recently confessed to looking at a lot of porn for a large part of our marriage. NFP hasn’t helped that situation- we abstain most of the time and both of us are sexually frustrated.
I miss what I used to have with God. And I don’t want to pass on something to my children that may hurt them in the end. I went to high school with lots of kids from the private elementary school. Many of them didn’t take their faith seriously and their motives for doing right and wrong didn’t seem to have much to do with God himself. And that’s how I feel. I think- I better not do that because I don’t want to have to go to confession. I used to think, “I won’t do this because God wouldn’t want me to”.
And going to mass with our little ones- I’ve pretty much given up! It’s torture for them and for us. I always feel so stressed out and haggard by the time we leave mass and I’m so glad “it’s over”. That’s a terrible way to feel! And I feel so awful about myself for thinking that, but it’s how I feel and what I think. It’s the organic truth. I don’t get to hear any of the mass, I don’t get any recharge on my soul or find a connection there with God. It’s just a blur of going through the motions and hushing my children and telling them to keep still. I know that “this too, will pass” as far as their behavior is concerned, but we had intended on having more children. So this will last for years to come.
I just don’t know what to do with myself. Something is missing, I know that.
I’m a convert of 5 years. My DH is a cradle-catholic. He taught me about the faith and I converted with him as my sponsor (we weren’t married at the time). I’ve always had a strong belief in and relationship with God. I was raised by a very Christian family and so faith in God was nothing new with the Catholic faith. However, living this faith and relating to God in this way has sort of ripped the rug right out from under me. I feel lost and disconnected, like “where is my God”? There are so many rules now, and so many things to do properly that my focus has shifted onto those things and my authenticity in front of my God has all but disappeared.
Now, our children are 2 1/2 and 1 1/2. I am so conflicted inside because I don’t know if I am capable of raising them Catholic. My marriage is not a very happy one. My husband has recently confessed to looking at a lot of porn for a large part of our marriage. NFP hasn’t helped that situation- we abstain most of the time and both of us are sexually frustrated.
I miss what I used to have with God. And I don’t want to pass on something to my children that may hurt them in the end. I went to high school with lots of kids from the private elementary school. Many of them didn’t take their faith seriously and their motives for doing right and wrong didn’t seem to have much to do with God himself. And that’s how I feel. I think- I better not do that because I don’t want to have to go to confession. I used to think, “I won’t do this because God wouldn’t want me to”.
And going to mass with our little ones- I’ve pretty much given up! It’s torture for them and for us. I always feel so stressed out and haggard by the time we leave mass and I’m so glad “it’s over”. That’s a terrible way to feel! And I feel so awful about myself for thinking that, but it’s how I feel and what I think. It’s the organic truth. I don’t get to hear any of the mass, I don’t get any recharge on my soul or find a connection there with God. It’s just a blur of going through the motions and hushing my children and telling them to keep still. I know that “this too, will pass” as far as their behavior is concerned, but we had intended on having more children. So this will last for years to come.
I just don’t know what to do with myself. Something is missing, I know that.