M
May1980
Guest
I was raised Catholic and try to follow the faith, but I don’t think other religions are all wrong, nor do I think that all of the Catholic teachings are the one and only right way. And for some Catholic teachings, I don’t even pretend to know what’s true, despite what the Catholic church teaches…only God can know. I do hold a Christian world-view but love God and love people, is what stands out for me.
My two grandmas were women of faith, and both attended church each week. They were kind people, too. One was Methodist and one was Catholic. I don’t think either was wrong. I don’t think either had the only “right” way to worship or lead a life. They loved people, as did Jesus.
The more I try to grow in my own Catholic faith, the more I feel walls are put up by other Catholics. Jesus taught us to love one another and respect all people. Why such division? My one grandma took me to her Methodist church whenever I was in town. Grandma is dead, but when in that town I still go to service there and remember her. I remember us praying there, and I did feel closer to God. All good memories.
And I don’t feel God is telling me, “Wait, you can only go to a Catholic mass, or you’re wrong. And all those people who don’t go to a Catholic church ever their whole lives are all wrong.” I do not feel my Methodist grandma’s prayers were somehow inferior because she was in a Methodist and not Catholic church, or vice versa. And I don’t feel her church experience was any less than my other grandma.
My two grandmas were women of faith, and both attended church each week. They were kind people, too. One was Methodist and one was Catholic. I don’t think either was wrong. I don’t think either had the only “right” way to worship or lead a life. They loved people, as did Jesus.
The more I try to grow in my own Catholic faith, the more I feel walls are put up by other Catholics. Jesus taught us to love one another and respect all people. Why such division? My one grandma took me to her Methodist church whenever I was in town. Grandma is dead, but when in that town I still go to service there and remember her. I remember us praying there, and I did feel closer to God. All good memories.
And I don’t feel God is telling me, “Wait, you can only go to a Catholic mass, or you’re wrong. And all those people who don’t go to a Catholic church ever their whole lives are all wrong.” I do not feel my Methodist grandma’s prayers were somehow inferior because she was in a Methodist and not Catholic church, or vice versa. And I don’t feel her church experience was any less than my other grandma.