I have a dear friend who is an ex-JW, now a Wiccan, the last I heard. Her ex-husband is also an ex-JW, now an atheist. The kids are confused, but the daughter is leaning toward atheism, in some sort of misguided show of solidarity with her cancer-ridden father.
Trying to talk about spiritual things with any of them is…interesting. Some times I think we’re getting somewhere, but then I realize that everything I’m saying is being heard in a very different manner than what I meant.
One thing I remember was saying something about the Church (because I am in love with the Church and talk about her a lot). And my friend said some things very sharply critical of the Church and I was really surprised that she did that. She was telling me that I should read the Duh Vinci Code, cuz I might learn something about the Catholic Church [these last words she spat as if they left a bad taste in her mouth]. I mentioned that she might wanna check out some of her facts before she continued, maybe learn something first.
This is what she told me:
Ex-JW: Oh, I know about the Catholic Church. We studied it.
Me: Um…you did? Where?
Ex-JW: At our JW meetings.
Me: Oh. Wonderful.
Ex-JW: I know some things. I know they use the King James Bible.
(Oy ve. Honestly, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry or simply leave the room at that point.)
Me: No Catholic uses the King James Bible. Unless they’ve been stranded on a desert island or behind enemy lines and nothing else is available. What else ya got?
This was the general gist of the conversation. And, believe me, that was the highlight of it. I have kept her in my prayers. She said once that she wanted to go to Mass with me. But every time we try to arrange it, she chickens out.
And yet she is a very dear friend of mine. She has a heart of gold and helped me when everyone else had turned away. I owe her a lot. But I’m not sure how to be around her these days. I’m trying very seriously to follow the Church’s teachings and to live a life of holiness and virtue and I don’t feel like I can be around her right now. I’m not trying to be an “elitist,” as she calls it, or “a spiritual snob,” also as she calls me. I’m just trying to be a good Catholic Christian. Struggles. And prayers. Oy, oy, oy.
