As we rejoice 500 years of Christianity within the Philippines, I look again on my journey as a “Catholic” since I sat in my Faith class in grade faculty with quite a lot of burning questions in my thoughts.
I’m not a Catholic by alternative. I’m one by beginning. My dad and mom are Catholic. Upon my beginning, they handed on their faith to me. By their actions, I used to be baptized, confirmed, schooled and raised Catholic.
By myself, I did nothing to accumulate membership into the Catholic flock. So, I name myself, a natural-born Catholic.
I look upon faith like I do, citizenship — one thing one mechanically acquires at beginning. And very similar to customized and custom, one thing handed down from one era to a different.
I didn’t query what I used to be taught or advised in class although I really had quite a lot of questions in my thoughts, at the same time as a younger youngster, concerning the tenets of Catholicism. However I didn’t dare open my mouth. I used to be already in sufficient hassle for speaking an excessive amount of.
And so, I saved mum. Maybe, it was then when my journey started.
As a baby, I didn’t query the existence of God. I used to be raised to imagine in God and to imagine within the energy of prayer. However there have been moments in my life — after I was 13 or 14 after I turned an atheist. I can’t recall how and why. It was a quick interval. Thereafter, I declared myself an agnostic.
At present, I can’t precisely say I’ve returned to the fold. As soon as I had discerned that I couldn’t settle for dogma as what God really decrees for us — human beings made in His picture and likeness and granted the distinctive reward of free will, I couldn’t, in good conscience, name myself a Catholic — not less than, not with out qualifying that I used to be now not a training one.
And but, I’m surrounded by Catholics. My buddies and kin are predominantly Catholic and from what I do know, seemingly training Catholics. A number of are Protestants however most had been Catholics first — till they transformed.
You’d by no means imagine it however I used to be devastated after they left the Catholic Church. Maybe it was as a result of they had been so religious that it gutted me to see them convert. I felt that Catholicism had failed them. I noticed their departure as an incredible loss to the Catholic Church.
Why them? I nonetheless ask myself till right now. Had it been me, it might have been no nice loss. I’d have been voted most certainly to go away the Catholic Church and convert, anyway.
And but, I’m nonetheless right here. Not precisely a mannequin of Catholic piety. However nonetheless a Catholic, if solely nominally — with no plans of changing to a different faith.
At present, I can’t say I’m a training Catholic as a result of I don’t follow the rituals or comply with the tenets however I can say that I’m a natural-born Catholic who seems to be to God for steering daily.
God is my compass. Prayer is the cornerstone of my religion.