Thursday, January 16, 2014

Finding yourself

          My Grandmother and I don’t always agree on things.   Alright I’ll be honest, most of the time we don’t agree on things.  While I was at my Grandmother’s house for the holidays we were watching an old episode of the Cosby show.  Mr. Huxtable was giving Denise’s boyfriend a hard time because he said he wanted to “find himself” before he went off to college.  My Grandmother had to laugh because she never understood the concept of “finding yourself” as many people in my generation refer to it as.  She grew up in a time where people came back from war, got married, had kids, and worked the same job until they retired.  Times have changed quite a bit from the “greatest generation” to my generation, the millennials.  I often find it difficult to relate to the ways in which my Grandmother grew up but I don’t think that finding yourself is necessarily a generational thing. 

            Now this depends on the definition of “finding yourself”.  Finding yourself is more than just working at Starbucks for a year after you finish college while you decide what to do next.  It doesn’t mean you have to travel to Europe for a month long backpacking trip and experience different cultures.  In fact I would argue that you could even live the same lifestyle of those who grew up in my Grandparent’s generation and still find yourself.  I recently read a book called Rediscover Catholicism by Matthew Kelly.  In this book Kelly talks about becoming the best version of yourself.  It is this best version of ourselves who we should all be striving to become. 

            God created us all uniquely and as individuals.  Everyone on this planet is created differently than another.  We all have talents and weaknesses.  We all have the ability to achieve greatness in God’s eyes.  However, God also gave us free will which means we have the ability to ignore what God has given us.  We can turn our backs on God as we please and we often do.  But it is when we truly embrace the talents and live according to God’s will that we become the best version of ourselves.  This is what the saints did.  Kelly reminds us that the saints were not born as saints but somewhere along the way they decided to dedicate their lives to God in everything they did.  So I would argue that finding yourself doesn’t need to involve traveling halfway around the world, living in hostels, and learning a new language but instead just involves choosing to let God into your life and allowing yourself to embrace his will.  

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

My Story of Faith


My journey of faith has been one of ups and downs.  My journey is by no means finished and in some respects I believe it is just beginning.  I was raised Catholic.  My parents made me attend mass with them every Sunday and then in high school I went through the confirmation process along with all my peers who were raised Catholic.  I never questioned whether or not I wanted to be confirmed Catholic but instead I just went along with it because it was just “the next step” in the process of growing up.  Then I went off to college and like many other Catholics of my generation I stopped attending mass.  I stopped praying regularly and I stopped being faithful to the church.  It didn’t help that this was the same time that the Church sex scandal was just being uncovered.  The pastor at the church I attended while in high school was being accused of sexual abuse.  I thought to myself, “How could a leader in the church be so hypocritical?”  
              This attitude towards the church and my overall indifference in my beliefs continued for a few years after college.  I would only attend Mass on Christmas and Easter and occasionally with a girl who I was dating at the time.  Then I went through a hard time in my life.  I went through a roller coaster of changes in my life.  I quit my job and decided I wanted to change careers.  I developed a medical condition, which made me depressed.  However, it took a while before I was diagnosed with this condition and I had no idea it was causing me to be depressed.  I searched high and low for everything I could be doing in my life to make myself feel so sad.  I turned to God more than ever in this time.  It was almost as if this was my last resort when it should have been my first.  It is in this time of desperation that I experienced God in my life more than I had ever before. 
            I hope to be able to reach out to other young adults who have either been away from the church for a while or have never experienced faith in their lives and let them know it is never too late to come back or to discover faith for the first time.  God does not love those who don’t attend church any less then he loves those who come to church every week.  The point of attending church is not so God can love us more but instead so we can love God more.