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Bai’s case has been discussed in other threads in this forum, and has kicked up a lot of dust; probably as much as the Kennedy divorce and annulment case. It is a hard and difficult area to deal with, particularly by faithful Catholics.
Believe me, waking up one day and finding yourself in a divorce is one of the harder issues to deal with psychologically. It flies in the face of all the promises, dreams, hopes and expectations, not only of the two who were married, but their familites, their peers, and their fellow Catholics, to name a few.
Then add to that the fact that it takes two to make a sacrament, and one may have had every intention in the world to do so; in fact, both may have appeared to. However, one, or both of the parties may have had an impediment which prevented the vows from making a sacramental covenant. And when you are the one who had no impediment, and the other did, and you not only had every intention to stay in the marriage, but also made every effort to stay in and make a good marriage, there is something that goes extremely deep inside, something that says, “this can’t be. I was there, my spouse was, we took all the classes, they said they loved me, we said the vows, what part of this was not real?”
It would be akin to realizing one day that the pastor of your church, beloved by all and there for 12 years, was never ordained, and what you had been doing for 12 years was not a Mass, and you had never received Communion from him. It goes deeper than intellectual shock; it goes down deep beyond the level of thinking, of rationalizing out. It is as if reality suddenly shifted a few degrees, and you were sudeenly on a strange planet. No bearings.
The depth of the shock is proabably not far off that of losing someone close due to a violent death. Some are able to move on, after a period of grief, with their lives. Others are lost in the grief, with no way out of the morass.
Believe me, waking up one day and finding yourself in a divorce is one of the harder issues to deal with psychologically. It flies in the face of all the promises, dreams, hopes and expectations, not only of the two who were married, but their familites, their peers, and their fellow Catholics, to name a few.
Then add to that the fact that it takes two to make a sacrament, and one may have had every intention in the world to do so; in fact, both may have appeared to. However, one, or both of the parties may have had an impediment which prevented the vows from making a sacramental covenant. And when you are the one who had no impediment, and the other did, and you not only had every intention to stay in the marriage, but also made every effort to stay in and make a good marriage, there is something that goes extremely deep inside, something that says, “this can’t be. I was there, my spouse was, we took all the classes, they said they loved me, we said the vows, what part of this was not real?”
It would be akin to realizing one day that the pastor of your church, beloved by all and there for 12 years, was never ordained, and what you had been doing for 12 years was not a Mass, and you had never received Communion from him. It goes deeper than intellectual shock; it goes down deep beyond the level of thinking, of rationalizing out. It is as if reality suddenly shifted a few degrees, and you were sudeenly on a strange planet. No bearings.
The depth of the shock is proabably not far off that of losing someone close due to a violent death. Some are able to move on, after a period of grief, with their lives. Others are lost in the grief, with no way out of the morass.