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Ginny89
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Hello. Please bear with me once more for my long post.
I am a lapsed Catholic. I have been in a limbo of sorts where I believe but cant bring myself to get up and be Catholic anymore.
My last 5 years have been a tough ride. Lots of painful things happened to me including the suffering of a loved one who is now passed on, despair and my own fallenness, doing and saying things I never thought I would and being very ashamed. In the midst of my crisis I was a struggling catholic. Aware of mortal sin, the need for confession and mass. But ever since the whole pope Francis communion for remarried business began, it made my weakened faith weaker. It is as if a shrapnel found its way to the core of my faith in my heart.
I cannot bring myself to deny my faith. I still believe God is God and Jesus is Jesus. Sometimes I even believe the church is the church. But to be honest, my faith in the church has been severely wounded.
I may think in my head that the church is true and infallible but this truth no longer reaches my heart. And so the church’s commands have lost their hold on me. I no longer feel guilty about skipping Sunday mass and have been praying to God to forgive me when I sin and to get me to go to Church on Sunday and to confession. But the motivation just isn’t there as it was before.
Because before I didnt just believe in the church intellectually but trusted in her too. Now I just don’t. I feel as if the highest members themselves seem unconvinced that the church has such claims to truth, and this sort of kills my own conviction. I know this must only mean that my faith was weak before. When the storm came, it blew it away and my faith crushed like the house built on sand or blew away like the seeds without roots.
But I had withstood a lot of assaults and difficulties that came with the faith. The abuse scandals, while painful and embarrassing, never phased me. I knew those priests were sinners and even traitors to the church but the church herself was true. But the combination of a painful several years of several losses in my own personal life and many humiliations had me doubting already and the last straw was that period that started with the pope opening up communion for remarried without renunciation first, that painful period of back and forth in the church, the synod, politics, up to the encyclical…it just about shredded my faith. It was so painful that I think I ended up disconnecting my heart from the church in order to avoid the anticipated pain of watching sacred teachings overturned and her whole credibility thrown into the sea.
What hurt me the most was not just the prelates who were pushing this but that it was a continuation and even the climax of a theme in my own personal life at that time for a few years: I felt like my faith was a joke. I became scared of trusting God because I felt like he was putting me through too much pain without relief. Not answering my prayers. I felt abandoned. The church was my only pillar in that dark time when I thought no relief would ever come to me and so when suddenly she of all things became also unstable and unsure I’d just about reached my limit. And so I think I withdrew my heart as a psychological defense mechanism. My whole worldview was shaken to its core. I once wrote in a journal that I felt I was mourning Jesus as if he was dead to my soul. My soul wanted him back. I couldnt let go of the goodness that I found when I first entered the faith. I couldnt belueve it was all a sham. I used to pray: pkease let it be true. I couldnt imagine a world without that ultimate goodness undergirding it. That despair was terrible to me. I still talk to God and pray but I dont have the life of rhe sacraments.
Now, for about 2 years, my personal life has slowly turned around in the external sense. It’s no longer one nightmare after another. I am constantly wanting myself to go back to my lost faith even though i dont know i can feel the same. I occasionally go for confession and mass maybe once every 6 months. I just cant divorce myself from the faith, but also find that i just dont have the same belief in the church that I used to have. Everytime I plan on going for confession or mass, something happens. I lose motivation. Its like I have a faith that is dead. I think certain things are true but i m just not in love any more.
Please pray for me that my heart may find a new love for God. Like the first time, it was love for God that motivated me to the church. Please pray that I may find love and strength in truth.
I am a lapsed Catholic. I have been in a limbo of sorts where I believe but cant bring myself to get up and be Catholic anymore.
My last 5 years have been a tough ride. Lots of painful things happened to me including the suffering of a loved one who is now passed on, despair and my own fallenness, doing and saying things I never thought I would and being very ashamed. In the midst of my crisis I was a struggling catholic. Aware of mortal sin, the need for confession and mass. But ever since the whole pope Francis communion for remarried business began, it made my weakened faith weaker. It is as if a shrapnel found its way to the core of my faith in my heart.
I cannot bring myself to deny my faith. I still believe God is God and Jesus is Jesus. Sometimes I even believe the church is the church. But to be honest, my faith in the church has been severely wounded.
I may think in my head that the church is true and infallible but this truth no longer reaches my heart. And so the church’s commands have lost their hold on me. I no longer feel guilty about skipping Sunday mass and have been praying to God to forgive me when I sin and to get me to go to Church on Sunday and to confession. But the motivation just isn’t there as it was before.
Because before I didnt just believe in the church intellectually but trusted in her too. Now I just don’t. I feel as if the highest members themselves seem unconvinced that the church has such claims to truth, and this sort of kills my own conviction. I know this must only mean that my faith was weak before. When the storm came, it blew it away and my faith crushed like the house built on sand or blew away like the seeds without roots.
But I had withstood a lot of assaults and difficulties that came with the faith. The abuse scandals, while painful and embarrassing, never phased me. I knew those priests were sinners and even traitors to the church but the church herself was true. But the combination of a painful several years of several losses in my own personal life and many humiliations had me doubting already and the last straw was that period that started with the pope opening up communion for remarried without renunciation first, that painful period of back and forth in the church, the synod, politics, up to the encyclical…it just about shredded my faith. It was so painful that I think I ended up disconnecting my heart from the church in order to avoid the anticipated pain of watching sacred teachings overturned and her whole credibility thrown into the sea.
What hurt me the most was not just the prelates who were pushing this but that it was a continuation and even the climax of a theme in my own personal life at that time for a few years: I felt like my faith was a joke. I became scared of trusting God because I felt like he was putting me through too much pain without relief. Not answering my prayers. I felt abandoned. The church was my only pillar in that dark time when I thought no relief would ever come to me and so when suddenly she of all things became also unstable and unsure I’d just about reached my limit. And so I think I withdrew my heart as a psychological defense mechanism. My whole worldview was shaken to its core. I once wrote in a journal that I felt I was mourning Jesus as if he was dead to my soul. My soul wanted him back. I couldnt let go of the goodness that I found when I first entered the faith. I couldnt belueve it was all a sham. I used to pray: pkease let it be true. I couldnt imagine a world without that ultimate goodness undergirding it. That despair was terrible to me. I still talk to God and pray but I dont have the life of rhe sacraments.
Now, for about 2 years, my personal life has slowly turned around in the external sense. It’s no longer one nightmare after another. I am constantly wanting myself to go back to my lost faith even though i dont know i can feel the same. I occasionally go for confession and mass maybe once every 6 months. I just cant divorce myself from the faith, but also find that i just dont have the same belief in the church that I used to have. Everytime I plan on going for confession or mass, something happens. I lose motivation. Its like I have a faith that is dead. I think certain things are true but i m just not in love any more.
Please pray for me that my heart may find a new love for God. Like the first time, it was love for God that motivated me to the church. Please pray that I may find love and strength in truth.