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Michael16
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I face a dilemma
When my family bring up their beliefs, I either shut up or I tell them the truth. My mother feels that I constantly tell her that her religion is wrong and she calls me a zealot. Her position is that no one religion is perfect.
We have had some difficulties lately.
She brought up her belief that one of the Apostles is black. I knee jerked: Show me in Scripture. She blew up at me and started cussing. “ Don’t tell me to show me in the Bible! I don’t care! “ and stormed off. Later that afternoon, my sister started up a conversation on an issue, I forgot what the issue was; and she told me: “ And I don’t want to hear the Catholic Church’s…” and I knee jerked: “ As a Catholic, you what do you expect me to do? Go by what Luther says? “
That got her a quiet sort of mad. Mom apologized for cussing earlier and my sister quietly told her: “ You shouldn’t be sorry. “ I let it go, as I don’t need to go in and conquer her in an argument.
Then today, my Mom and I had a talk. She basically told me her feelings that I’m intolerant, a zealot and that I go around saying that every other religion is wrong except for the Church.
I tried to ponder a little bit, to figure out how to be diplomatic; and she jumped in and said: “ There you go, you’re about to say it again. “ I said no, you don’t know what I’m about to say, don’t assume and I don’t assume what you’re going to say before you say it. I let you say it first.
Well, I then said that each religion has some truth to it and then I went into the Church’s position on the Protestant communities and their being only half the Gospel and a lot of errors, only two valid Sacraments, explained Luther’s teaching of By grace alone, by faith alone, by Christ alone and that Luther himself said that faith alone was the rock upon which stood all his doctrine’s way of understanding godliness.
And then I proceeded to tear down faith alone using only Scripture; explaining that Scripture itself teaches faith and works. My mother explained to me that my youngest son, who wants to be Catholic; is afraid of going to hell if he misses church on Sundays and my mother was upset about that.
Then, my mother goes off into the kitchen to make dinner. She complained to me that Catholics are the reason why there’s so many denominations in the world. I knee jerked again, explaining to her the practical effects of Sola Scriptura that eliminates authority to arbitrate arguments over interpretation; saying to her: “ And you can thank Martin Luther for that! “
Then my sister pulls out her phone and shows me a picture of the Last Supper that shows a tanned Apostle. I stated that he ain’t black. My mother goes on to say: “ He’s a light skinned black. “
After that, my mother goes on to blow up and yell: “ If you keep telling me everything I believe is wrong, then I’m going to have a Holy war with you! “
I just don’t know what to do. I want to be nice and not be that way, but at the same time; how do I hold my ground on the truth?
I don’t know. Please help me.
Rereading this post, I can see where I’m wrong. I constantly try to correct people. I need to stop that.
When my family bring up their beliefs, I either shut up or I tell them the truth. My mother feels that I constantly tell her that her religion is wrong and she calls me a zealot. Her position is that no one religion is perfect.
We have had some difficulties lately.
She brought up her belief that one of the Apostles is black. I knee jerked: Show me in Scripture. She blew up at me and started cussing. “ Don’t tell me to show me in the Bible! I don’t care! “ and stormed off. Later that afternoon, my sister started up a conversation on an issue, I forgot what the issue was; and she told me: “ And I don’t want to hear the Catholic Church’s…” and I knee jerked: “ As a Catholic, you what do you expect me to do? Go by what Luther says? “
That got her a quiet sort of mad. Mom apologized for cussing earlier and my sister quietly told her: “ You shouldn’t be sorry. “ I let it go, as I don’t need to go in and conquer her in an argument.
Then today, my Mom and I had a talk. She basically told me her feelings that I’m intolerant, a zealot and that I go around saying that every other religion is wrong except for the Church.
I tried to ponder a little bit, to figure out how to be diplomatic; and she jumped in and said: “ There you go, you’re about to say it again. “ I said no, you don’t know what I’m about to say, don’t assume and I don’t assume what you’re going to say before you say it. I let you say it first.
Well, I then said that each religion has some truth to it and then I went into the Church’s position on the Protestant communities and their being only half the Gospel and a lot of errors, only two valid Sacraments, explained Luther’s teaching of By grace alone, by faith alone, by Christ alone and that Luther himself said that faith alone was the rock upon which stood all his doctrine’s way of understanding godliness.
And then I proceeded to tear down faith alone using only Scripture; explaining that Scripture itself teaches faith and works. My mother explained to me that my youngest son, who wants to be Catholic; is afraid of going to hell if he misses church on Sundays and my mother was upset about that.
Then, my mother goes off into the kitchen to make dinner. She complained to me that Catholics are the reason why there’s so many denominations in the world. I knee jerked again, explaining to her the practical effects of Sola Scriptura that eliminates authority to arbitrate arguments over interpretation; saying to her: “ And you can thank Martin Luther for that! “
Then my sister pulls out her phone and shows me a picture of the Last Supper that shows a tanned Apostle. I stated that he ain’t black. My mother goes on to say: “ He’s a light skinned black. “
After that, my mother goes on to blow up and yell: “ If you keep telling me everything I believe is wrong, then I’m going to have a Holy war with you! “
I just don’t know what to do. I want to be nice and not be that way, but at the same time; how do I hold my ground on the truth?
I don’t know. Please help me.
Rereading this post, I can see where I’m wrong. I constantly try to correct people. I need to stop that.
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