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The other day I was discussing with one of my daughters the sadness I felt that not ONE!! - of my children in adulthood, follows the Faith into which they were baptised.
She reminded me that at one point in my life, which corresponded with their childhoods, I was in the position of having been excommunicated. I had made the decision to remarry, in a civil ceremony, while I was waiting for the annulment of my first marriage to be approved. This took well in excess of two years and I felt at the time that it was not a good situation for my children to be dealing with - hence the civil ceremony. I was excommunicated, and vehemently so, by the parish priest.
In due course, the annulment came through, and we were able to have a church wedding. So I was no longer excomminicated, but I was still very young, and I had been deeply hurt by the prohibition, and I kept away from the sacraments. I felt that I had been expendable, and that I was not wanted.
I took all my children to Mass, and they all received the Sacraments at the appropriate times.
I said to my daughter that statistically speaking, I would have expected that SOME of them would have practised their Faith - but she replied that they had all seen how hurt I had been at the time, and all remembered receiving Communion at Mass while I remained in the pew; she said “Sometimes it is what you DON’T do that has the bigger influence.” She said she wants no part of a Church which excommunicated her mother.
The excommunication was almost 35 years ago…I had no idea how badly they were going to be affected. Now I am devasted by the harm I have done, and although I have been attending the Latin Mass for several years and have long been in full communion with the Church, I feel I have no right to be there. It seems, suddenly, terribly wrong that I should be receiving the Sacraments, and all the spiritual comfort the Mass has been giving to me when I have failed to raise my children with the same values.
I don’t think I can go back to Mass now because of the enormous guilt. Suddenly it seems profligate that I am able to pray, now that I have been made aware of how my family feels.
I cannot in all conscience go back and I am devastated. One of my children has leukemia and I have been so strengthened by the Mass each week - I don’t know how I will be able to remain strong without attending Mass.
She reminded me that at one point in my life, which corresponded with their childhoods, I was in the position of having been excommunicated. I had made the decision to remarry, in a civil ceremony, while I was waiting for the annulment of my first marriage to be approved. This took well in excess of two years and I felt at the time that it was not a good situation for my children to be dealing with - hence the civil ceremony. I was excommunicated, and vehemently so, by the parish priest.
In due course, the annulment came through, and we were able to have a church wedding. So I was no longer excomminicated, but I was still very young, and I had been deeply hurt by the prohibition, and I kept away from the sacraments. I felt that I had been expendable, and that I was not wanted.
I took all my children to Mass, and they all received the Sacraments at the appropriate times.
I said to my daughter that statistically speaking, I would have expected that SOME of them would have practised their Faith - but she replied that they had all seen how hurt I had been at the time, and all remembered receiving Communion at Mass while I remained in the pew; she said “Sometimes it is what you DON’T do that has the bigger influence.” She said she wants no part of a Church which excommunicated her mother.
The excommunication was almost 35 years ago…I had no idea how badly they were going to be affected. Now I am devasted by the harm I have done, and although I have been attending the Latin Mass for several years and have long been in full communion with the Church, I feel I have no right to be there. It seems, suddenly, terribly wrong that I should be receiving the Sacraments, and all the spiritual comfort the Mass has been giving to me when I have failed to raise my children with the same values.
I don’t think I can go back to Mass now because of the enormous guilt. Suddenly it seems profligate that I am able to pray, now that I have been made aware of how my family feels.
I cannot in all conscience go back and I am devastated. One of my children has leukemia and I have been so strengthened by the Mass each week - I don’t know how I will be able to remain strong without attending Mass.