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snowgarden
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Has anyone else felt called to be married and wondered if you misread the Lord? I read recently that the single vocation is for someone who is dedicated to other people either through their job or family obligations. I understand the family obligations part because that happened to me. My brother had a catastrophic illness and lived a few years before his death (just like Terri Shiavio) when I was 19 years old and my family caregiver role continues until this day.
Sometime around 6th grade, Sister Angela told us of the vocations and I believed I heard God say “I want you to have a family for me as a witness to Me.” and I believed and prepared for that calling. I believed it as much as I believed in my faith in Him. I never had any doubt that this was my vocation and avocation. I wasn’t the type of girl that attracted a man which is what you need for a married vocation! I turned 40 and it dawned on me that, despite my attempts to connect with men through the years, they did not respond to me in a boyfriend/girlfriend way. At this time, my younger sister had 3 boys in 3 years and so began my “works of mercy” living with her on weekends and other days to help out. The other times I help my elderly parents. I have been too busy helping her out and loving those boys to take that extra step and do something out of character for me like going places to meet men or using personal ads even.
Now I don’t have any faith in any of my feelings. Were my feelings that I had a vocation to be married from God or my own longings? U2 once had a video and text appeared behind the band saying “Everything you know is wrong.” That’s how I feel. It affects more than how I feel about a vocation, but how I feel about God. I have been in the dark night of the soul for ages. To not feel the pain of not being loved I “hardened my heart” and tried to block out the pain. Do I need to accept my situation in life as my vocation, a single vocation? How can I accept being so lonely? People say do good for others to not feel sorry for yourself. I am steeped in that with my sister, nephews and parents. Still I can’t get over the pain of not being loved in a physical way by a man who wants to hear my thoughts and be with me. I have to accept not having children since I don’t think my body will cooperate even if I did find someone and I accept that. I tell God all the time that I don’t blame Him for my situation. I must be reaping what I sowed and it must be natural justice for some character flaw I have that has kept men repelled by me. I know that God can do all things and I also know that He sometimes doesn’t will things that we want. Is the single vocation His will for me? Is it a default vocation? Why can’t I feel this is His will?
I hate that I feel bitterness and anger sometimes at other people. It makes me feel self-righteous. I’m the girl who always wanted to be chaste, never would kill an unborn child, would have sacrificed to send my kids to Catholic school to know about about God. The people around me who never cared about these things rebelled in the opposite way. They may have been promiscuous, had abortions, got married in the church even though they were living in sin, used birth control and now they are blessed with the love of their spouse and little children entrusted to them. They sinned much and now are loved much. I tried to be good and I realize how empty my arms are. I don’t begrudge them God’s forgiveness and blessings, but it’s so hard to have one of them tell you that they “as a mother” know what’s what in all matters and I couldn’t know since I am not a mother. God forgive me for my envy. Is anyone else dealing with this type of problem?
Sometime around 6th grade, Sister Angela told us of the vocations and I believed I heard God say “I want you to have a family for me as a witness to Me.” and I believed and prepared for that calling. I believed it as much as I believed in my faith in Him. I never had any doubt that this was my vocation and avocation. I wasn’t the type of girl that attracted a man which is what you need for a married vocation! I turned 40 and it dawned on me that, despite my attempts to connect with men through the years, they did not respond to me in a boyfriend/girlfriend way. At this time, my younger sister had 3 boys in 3 years and so began my “works of mercy” living with her on weekends and other days to help out. The other times I help my elderly parents. I have been too busy helping her out and loving those boys to take that extra step and do something out of character for me like going places to meet men or using personal ads even.
Now I don’t have any faith in any of my feelings. Were my feelings that I had a vocation to be married from God or my own longings? U2 once had a video and text appeared behind the band saying “Everything you know is wrong.” That’s how I feel. It affects more than how I feel about a vocation, but how I feel about God. I have been in the dark night of the soul for ages. To not feel the pain of not being loved I “hardened my heart” and tried to block out the pain. Do I need to accept my situation in life as my vocation, a single vocation? How can I accept being so lonely? People say do good for others to not feel sorry for yourself. I am steeped in that with my sister, nephews and parents. Still I can’t get over the pain of not being loved in a physical way by a man who wants to hear my thoughts and be with me. I have to accept not having children since I don’t think my body will cooperate even if I did find someone and I accept that. I tell God all the time that I don’t blame Him for my situation. I must be reaping what I sowed and it must be natural justice for some character flaw I have that has kept men repelled by me. I know that God can do all things and I also know that He sometimes doesn’t will things that we want. Is the single vocation His will for me? Is it a default vocation? Why can’t I feel this is His will?
I hate that I feel bitterness and anger sometimes at other people. It makes me feel self-righteous. I’m the girl who always wanted to be chaste, never would kill an unborn child, would have sacrificed to send my kids to Catholic school to know about about God. The people around me who never cared about these things rebelled in the opposite way. They may have been promiscuous, had abortions, got married in the church even though they were living in sin, used birth control and now they are blessed with the love of their spouse and little children entrusted to them. They sinned much and now are loved much. I tried to be good and I realize how empty my arms are. I don’t begrudge them God’s forgiveness and blessings, but it’s so hard to have one of them tell you that they “as a mother” know what’s what in all matters and I couldn’t know since I am not a mother. God forgive me for my envy. Is anyone else dealing with this type of problem?