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Jotobo
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Hello,
This is my first post after looking here for a few days.
Anyhow, I am looking to get some response on what I am about to write. Any insights, recommendations, or really just any thoughts you have will be appreciated.
This will be a bit long so I hope you are willing to bear with me.
I was never raised to know who Jesus or God was. I had no idea. I heard people talk about it but it went in one ear and out the other. It had no meaning to me. Fast forward 20 years and I see the movie The Passion (Mel Gibson), with my daughters mother (at the time we were still together). It made me really curious to really find out who this Jesus guy was. So, I began to ask around.
Oddly enough I was met with more sarcasm and clueless answers than I would have imagined. Most people just said, “I dont know, its how I was raised”, but could not tell me who he was or why this happened to him. Others seemed upset that I was ignorant to His life.
Years go by. I am living a life very contrary to God. Drugs, women, alchohol, you name it, I was doing it. And then one night a good friend dies of a drug overdose. The week before he was insisting I attend church. I blew him off. After my previous “attempt” to learn more yielded no results I wasnt to excited about it.
Now here I am. My life is going nowhere fast and I know it. A co worker recommends I move into a Christian half way house. I did. I was introduced to who Jesus is and what he wants for us, what he did for us.
The hole in my heart was God sized and now it was filled.
So now, I go to church. I later learn it is a “Charismatic” church. I buy a bible. I quickly learn that they are teaching some bad, bad theology. I was baptized there and felt unsure of its validity. I later learned I was baptized as a baby at a Presbyterian church. Anyhow, I run for the hills far away from this church.
Since then I have essentially stumbled around from church to church never really finding that church “home”.
I came to the conclusion that Protestant churches were very divisive. All believe in the core values but the differ on so many other things. They all think to a certain level that they have it figured out and others dont. Baptism, end times, prayer, gifts of the Spirit…they all disagree on everything.
So, I decided to check out the Catholic churches in the area. My daughters mother was raised Catholic and so was my now girlfriend.
I found one and asked to meet the Priest and he welcomed it. I told him much of what I am saying here. He didnt judge me based on my past. He understood my situation with my daughter and so forth. He gave me a Catechism and said I should come to a Mass. And so I did. I read the Catechism and was shocked at its depth. It made more sense to me than any other Bible commentary or study bible ever before it.
So, after about a month of learning and prayer and talking with my girlfriend, I decide to check out the RCIA. I will start next Thursday. I dont know all of what to expect. I guess I will skip over some parts due to being baptized already.
So that is that.
Thoughts?
This is my first post after looking here for a few days.
Anyhow, I am looking to get some response on what I am about to write. Any insights, recommendations, or really just any thoughts you have will be appreciated.
This will be a bit long so I hope you are willing to bear with me.
I was never raised to know who Jesus or God was. I had no idea. I heard people talk about it but it went in one ear and out the other. It had no meaning to me. Fast forward 20 years and I see the movie The Passion (Mel Gibson), with my daughters mother (at the time we were still together). It made me really curious to really find out who this Jesus guy was. So, I began to ask around.
Oddly enough I was met with more sarcasm and clueless answers than I would have imagined. Most people just said, “I dont know, its how I was raised”, but could not tell me who he was or why this happened to him. Others seemed upset that I was ignorant to His life.
Years go by. I am living a life very contrary to God. Drugs, women, alchohol, you name it, I was doing it. And then one night a good friend dies of a drug overdose. The week before he was insisting I attend church. I blew him off. After my previous “attempt” to learn more yielded no results I wasnt to excited about it.
Now here I am. My life is going nowhere fast and I know it. A co worker recommends I move into a Christian half way house. I did. I was introduced to who Jesus is and what he wants for us, what he did for us.
The hole in my heart was God sized and now it was filled.
So now, I go to church. I later learn it is a “Charismatic” church. I buy a bible. I quickly learn that they are teaching some bad, bad theology. I was baptized there and felt unsure of its validity. I later learned I was baptized as a baby at a Presbyterian church. Anyhow, I run for the hills far away from this church.
Since then I have essentially stumbled around from church to church never really finding that church “home”.
I came to the conclusion that Protestant churches were very divisive. All believe in the core values but the differ on so many other things. They all think to a certain level that they have it figured out and others dont. Baptism, end times, prayer, gifts of the Spirit…they all disagree on everything.
So, I decided to check out the Catholic churches in the area. My daughters mother was raised Catholic and so was my now girlfriend.
I found one and asked to meet the Priest and he welcomed it. I told him much of what I am saying here. He didnt judge me based on my past. He understood my situation with my daughter and so forth. He gave me a Catechism and said I should come to a Mass. And so I did. I read the Catechism and was shocked at its depth. It made more sense to me than any other Bible commentary or study bible ever before it.
So, after about a month of learning and prayer and talking with my girlfriend, I decide to check out the RCIA. I will start next Thursday. I dont know all of what to expect. I guess I will skip over some parts due to being baptized already.
So that is that.
Thoughts?
