Faith has found its way to me, now it's my turn to make it grow.
So I finally decided to search for my faith again. It has been years since I have been to a catholic church for actual mass. Even in my darkest hours I could not drag myself to a church. For years I have avoided going because I just could not get into the whole mass thing, I kept falling asleep and just felt like I was disrespecting the church and its goers. I never have stopped believing in God, in my own way, though. I have always followed the guidelines of the Catholic church even though there are things I am not too comfortable with.
Anyways, my wife (or the mother of my children, if it makes you feel more comfortable) has a co-worker who is a preacher at a local Baptist church. He’s a very nice man, and his wife is very kind. My wife went to his church once and found it interesting. For years she has been trying to get me to go to church but because I never wanted to go, she never went. Well, for many years now our relationship has been hitting bumps the size of Mount Olympus and I felt maybe it was time to look for some help. I am not too fond of doctors and such so I never bothered to look for professional help because I have never been to comfortable with the idea of pouring my heart out to a guy/girl who’s motivated by money. I figured what better place than a religious person? They usually tend to lean towards actually wanting to help others, tend to be somewhat much more moral that the average not so religious person.
Well, after much consideration, and constant nagging (LOL) my wife finally convinced me to give it a try. She had gone the week before for the second time and this time she had her mom and her sister going. Well , I figured since things had hit a Mount Olympus x10 bump recently and we had decided to work on making things better, that maybe church could be a good step towards making things better, especially since she was the one asking (for once). Rather than going back to a catholic church, I decided to give this church a try. So far, I have been there twice (missed a day in between, personal reasons) and while the experience has been somewhat interesting (and very different to what I am accustomed to at a catholic church), I feel pretty good about it and look forward to more participation. So far the people have been very nice and I even found some furniture for my apartment which I have been lacking since I moved. The pastor recommended a couple to have our “couple’s therapy” with. They happen to be from Puerto Rico and have been married for about 35 years. I look forward to our talks and though am very nervous as to what I may have to spill in order to make this work; I am willing to do what it takes to work things out with my wife. I can only hope she feels the same, I can’t read her mind and although she said she wants to do this, I won’t be convinced till I see it happening and can only hope all goes well. But I know that chances are things may get worse before they get better. But with my new found faith, I have higher hopes it can work, but am prepared (somewhat) if this goes nowhere. Only time, and God, will tell.