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faustina22
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As protestant preacher’s kids, that’s what my 4 brothers and sisters and I grew up hearing, along with our frequent ingestion of Chick tracts and other mythology about what Catholics believe and why they are therefore all going to hell.
Well, thanks be to God, I married a real Catholic-- and converting to the Church in 93 was one of the smartest things I’ve ever done. Ok, the smartest. Easily. We have 4 kids, one on the way, a stable marriage of 15 years, a nice house, several ministry affiliations including startup apologetics ministries under our belts as a couple. So imagine my surprise this week when my neice confirmed that she is getting married to a Catholic, and my older sister is not happy and repeating the same mantra above: You can’t marry a Catholic! Understand, this is my neice’s first hope at a good life. (I had prayed she’d meet a good Catholic boy, and I think my prayers were answered, as she met him on St. Patrick’s day!) Every other guy she’s dated has used and abused her royally. This guy is a comparative saint, but to hear my sisters and mother still go on about marrying a Catholic has raised my ire like nothing recently.
I want to know why if Catholicism is so bad, all their protestant children are living in sin, alcohol and drug abuse, drifting, no purpose in life, no obvious good fruit from their Christianity. While my children, although younger, seem to have a good grasp of right and wrong and truly love Jesus. I feel wounded and sad for my husband who is one of the truly decent additions to my family. Everyone claims to like him, but apparently he’s substandard to them, still.
Sorry, I just needed to vent. I’m afraid this will drive a wedge between me and my family. If she marries this guy outside the Church, despite his and his parents’ desires, I won’t be able to attend the wedding and that’s just the tip of the relational abyss that could result.
Thanks for your prayers.
Licking my wounds in Omaha
Well, thanks be to God, I married a real Catholic-- and converting to the Church in 93 was one of the smartest things I’ve ever done. Ok, the smartest. Easily. We have 4 kids, one on the way, a stable marriage of 15 years, a nice house, several ministry affiliations including startup apologetics ministries under our belts as a couple. So imagine my surprise this week when my neice confirmed that she is getting married to a Catholic, and my older sister is not happy and repeating the same mantra above: You can’t marry a Catholic! Understand, this is my neice’s first hope at a good life. (I had prayed she’d meet a good Catholic boy, and I think my prayers were answered, as she met him on St. Patrick’s day!) Every other guy she’s dated has used and abused her royally. This guy is a comparative saint, but to hear my sisters and mother still go on about marrying a Catholic has raised my ire like nothing recently.
I want to know why if Catholicism is so bad, all their protestant children are living in sin, alcohol and drug abuse, drifting, no purpose in life, no obvious good fruit from their Christianity. While my children, although younger, seem to have a good grasp of right and wrong and truly love Jesus. I feel wounded and sad for my husband who is one of the truly decent additions to my family. Everyone claims to like him, but apparently he’s substandard to them, still.
Sorry, I just needed to vent. I’m afraid this will drive a wedge between me and my family. If she marries this guy outside the Church, despite his and his parents’ desires, I won’t be able to attend the wedding and that’s just the tip of the relational abyss that could result.
Thanks for your prayers.
Licking my wounds in Omaha