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As usual, in my rare posts, I’m not certain I’m posting to the right category. My apologies if I am not.
This will be a rambling post. But it is all related.
I’m Catholic and my wife is not. We’ve been married for a long time and my two very Catholic children are now 16 and 19. I’ve been very happy with how the children have turned out.
What I’m disappointed in is sort of two fold, those being 1) my occupation (yes this is sort of related and 2) my inability to make much of an impact with my wife in terms of Faith. I’m going to start with that one first.
My wife is a Christian, but she isn’t attended Mass with us. When we were first married she’d attend occasionally, but rarely, which is now also the case. When our kids were born and small, she attended regularly and was very involved with their First Communions and Confirmations. Not really having a denomination of her own, and being very involved, I’m sure that the assumption most people would have made was that she was Catholic except she did not go to Communion. She even briefly taught at our local Catholic school. After the kids were confirmed she dropped back off.
What her usual excuse is that she’s “tired” on Sunday mornings but efforts to get her to go on Saturday nights are rarely successful. It isn’t as if we’re bad examples (I think) in the household. The rest of us go. And I’m a sufficiently good amateur apologist that I was able to help a lapsed Catholic return to the Faith and watch him become a great apologist.
I really worry about this as I feel that God will hold me accountable for my failures with my wife.
Coming on to point number 1 (and these are related), my mother died nearly a year ago. It was a long hard struggle, but as it was occurring, given what it meant, I promised myself that when she died I’d quit my current hard stressful job I don’t like. We’d have the adequate resources, in my view, to do that, even though it’d depress our income about 50%. I didn’t do that, however, as I’m apparently one of those people who can’t quit a thing and secondly it panics my wife. Maybe her fears are legitimate, but maybe its because any change in routine and circumstances scare her to death. I’m tired, however. That is, I’m physically tired and mentally tired and I want to quit.
This last Sunday I woke my wife up in time for morning Mass as usual My daughter was a sever and I was a lector. As usual, she was tired. I’d had enough and stated that I’m tired every morning and I think its just not important to her. My work is no longer important to me, and I said I’d follow her lead on being “tired” and not carrying on with a thing.
Later, as it turned out, that very morning my daughter lectured her before Mass as my daughter had (unbeknownst to me) secured a promise from her some time ago that she’d starting going to Mass and the promise is broken.
She appeared shook up all day long. Maybe something had an impact.
So, after all that, my query:
I’m really tempted to tell my employer I’m done. I no longer believe there’s any chance I can get my wife to attend regularly and I’m tired of killing myself at work due to her fears?
Am I being an idiot?
What am I missing here?
This will be a rambling post. But it is all related.
I’m Catholic and my wife is not. We’ve been married for a long time and my two very Catholic children are now 16 and 19. I’ve been very happy with how the children have turned out.
What I’m disappointed in is sort of two fold, those being 1) my occupation (yes this is sort of related and 2) my inability to make much of an impact with my wife in terms of Faith. I’m going to start with that one first.
My wife is a Christian, but she isn’t attended Mass with us. When we were first married she’d attend occasionally, but rarely, which is now also the case. When our kids were born and small, she attended regularly and was very involved with their First Communions and Confirmations. Not really having a denomination of her own, and being very involved, I’m sure that the assumption most people would have made was that she was Catholic except she did not go to Communion. She even briefly taught at our local Catholic school. After the kids were confirmed she dropped back off.
What her usual excuse is that she’s “tired” on Sunday mornings but efforts to get her to go on Saturday nights are rarely successful. It isn’t as if we’re bad examples (I think) in the household. The rest of us go. And I’m a sufficiently good amateur apologist that I was able to help a lapsed Catholic return to the Faith and watch him become a great apologist.
I really worry about this as I feel that God will hold me accountable for my failures with my wife.
Coming on to point number 1 (and these are related), my mother died nearly a year ago. It was a long hard struggle, but as it was occurring, given what it meant, I promised myself that when she died I’d quit my current hard stressful job I don’t like. We’d have the adequate resources, in my view, to do that, even though it’d depress our income about 50%. I didn’t do that, however, as I’m apparently one of those people who can’t quit a thing and secondly it panics my wife. Maybe her fears are legitimate, but maybe its because any change in routine and circumstances scare her to death. I’m tired, however. That is, I’m physically tired and mentally tired and I want to quit.
This last Sunday I woke my wife up in time for morning Mass as usual My daughter was a sever and I was a lector. As usual, she was tired. I’d had enough and stated that I’m tired every morning and I think its just not important to her. My work is no longer important to me, and I said I’d follow her lead on being “tired” and not carrying on with a thing.
Later, as it turned out, that very morning my daughter lectured her before Mass as my daughter had (unbeknownst to me) secured a promise from her some time ago that she’d starting going to Mass and the promise is broken.
She appeared shook up all day long. Maybe something had an impact.
So, after all that, my query:
I’m really tempted to tell my employer I’m done. I no longer believe there’s any chance I can get my wife to attend regularly and I’m tired of killing myself at work due to her fears?
Am I being an idiot?
What am I missing here?