And what need can’t Jesus meer of yours? Only a question,not an insult.
I have no reason to take your question as an insult. I am sure that it is meant in all sincerity and based on what for you is a satisfying and complete relationship forged in your heart. That is well and good, but not all of us are that personalized in what ways our interior journey might take us.
For my part I was given an experience that completely unsettled my “normal” understanding of who and what a human being is, and how a human is in terms of perceptual abilities. I’ve made it a condition to not talk about that experience unless certain clear indicators were present in someone’s response that gave me a sign that there was a possibility of communication about it that would not end in frustration. By far the majority of instances indicate that silence is a much better option. As you can see, even the idea that there is something not clearly covered by the ordinary ministrations of the Church can be disturbing. To me it was devastating.
Ordinarily one would seek resolution in prayer and perhaps spiritual advice. I did both of those, and research, with great fervor. No person, lay or clerical, had any useful explanation for my experience or direction to send me in other than ones I had already perused. And of course I didn’t interview everyone in the OHCAC. Most of them are, in my experience, habitual Catholics, and the ones who had questions–resolved or not–were not plowing in my field, so to speak.
Over time my understanding and awe of Jesus as the Christ only increased, as did all of my considerations regarding the hypostatic union. My problem wasn’t and isn’t with Him. I needed, you might say, hands on technical help. If you read a red letter version of the Bible, you realize that there isn’t much of that there, and much of it is reference to the OT. I was not in a position to rely on the suspense offered by simple faith. I looked elsewhere and was more than satisfied, which satisfaction allowed me to more dispassionately again accept that there were, indeed, certain ones in the Church who had addressed my issues.
It was just that there wasn’t anyone in my reach who was Catholic who had a handle on them. Basically, I lucked out, big time. I found a spiritual counselor, who did not call himself that, who allowed me to keep my sanity regarding this matter and soothed my desperation with the Church through his own admiration of many Catholic Saints as well as having an exceptional versatility with the Teachings of Jesus. So, in a sense, I came in through a back door, and with an experiential appreciation of what might be called “human DOS,” and a phenomenal love of and respect for the Christ.
