So here is a brief history of me actually its pretty long so please bear with me. I am 24 live in Missoula Montana and was brought up "catholic" the quotation marks are because my mom is catholic my dad is agnostic my moms family quit going to mass in 1972 just after the new liturgy came in. My grandparents hated the new mass and about 75% of Vatican II so after my mom got confirmed and many liturgical abuses later they quit going. Growing up I was taught a lot about Catholicism by my mom and grand parents my mom and me would pray the rosary at night before bed and go inside the pre vatican II style church here I was really into my faith but never baptized or confirmed (my parents compromised on letting it be up to me when I was old enough).
In high school I drifted away from Christianity went into Buddhism and that stuff. Then in my senior year I got my first girlfriend she and her family were devout fundi-baptists so after months of nagging she got me to go to church with her .Now as I said all the religion I got besides my own high school hooey was strict pre Vatican II Catholicism so my shock at my first baptist service was intense a church without stained glass,paintings etc. but I went for about a month now there are few things I dislike more then protestant worship but I became interested in Christianity again,so after about a month of this crazy baptist worship I decided to take my girlfriend to the church that I grew up in the minute she saw that it was a catholic church she looked at me like I had cockroaches crawling out of my mouth,"your a catholic" she said with horror in her eyes so i described my situation and asked her what was so bad with catholics she fed me the usual crap and when I said how beautiful the church is and that she should come in and look around and pray with me she told me that she cant because she doesn't want to go to hell and anyone who even sets foot in that satanic cults churches will be damned . This as I am sure you can assume led to a major argument and a week later her family ( without much objection's by her) made her brake up with me. I was not pleased besides being heart broken I was angry at god and not fun to be around at all in general. Finally I had a talk with my dad he told me the same thing had happend to him in high school a girl broke up with him because he was 7th day adventist(hence the reason he is agnostic now lol) feeling a little better but still pissed I decided to go in the church and pray. It had been years since I had been there and I went to the pew in front of the church and kneeled down and stared at the crucifix. Now this church had a medieval style Spanish crucifix very middle ages catholic, blood painted everywhere and Jesus's face twisted in agony. Looking on that tortured statue on the cross I realized how petty my anger was and how stupid I had been for my anger towards god I realised that me and the girl were not meant to be and god had done me a favor. I prayed for the first time in years. I went to the church every almost everyday after work to pray and that fall joined the R.C.I.A to become catholic, thats when the real problems started. The RCIA instructors were pretty old school and traditional but the priests at this church wow talk about your Hans Kung Marcus Borg modernists. As a child I had been told how beautiful mass was I knew it had changed but I was totally unprepared for this music that sounded like a broadway play reject no incense no reverence at all in fact we had a homily telling us not to be reverent. The pastor in one homily said that the pope at that time John Paul II needed to get with the times and allow women to be priests and the usual crud. One time I asked the asst. pastor when rosary was said he chuckled and said we quit doing that stuff here we are not old superstitious people at this parish. Nevertheless I as any good Catholic thought was that this is Christ's true church so whatever goes goes. So easter of 2001 I was baptized my whole family came to church to see me even my moms parents that had not stepped foot in church for 30 years came. After this I went to mass every sunday like a good catholic for about a year then things got even worse. One sunday a girl my age in front of me in the communion line was wearing low cut jeans you could see he butt crack and a low cut tank top the whole way up the line she was snapping bubble bum, when it was her turn to receive the body of Christ she just put her hands out and took the host and down it went during the final blessing she was still snapping her gum. One sunday I was introduced to liturgical dance and a homily about Christ and the miracles that he didn't actually perform during the Eucharist the priest didn't consacrate the hosts and wine well that was it. I was so disgusted I quit going to mass regularly I kept praying to god to help me. Then one night I was watching a film about the history of Russia for a class and when it came to the segment on Russian religion I was breathless the liturgy was so beautiful. I immediately got the phone book and looked for orthodox churches in Missoula we have a small Greek mission. I called the priest the next day and went to Divine liturgy that sunday. In that small building with the candles Iconostasis,incense, and chanting I knew that this felt right truly these people were worshiping god as is his due. Under the guidance of the priest ÃƒÆ’Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ãƒâ€š I studied orthodoxy and fully believe it to be the truth of course some catholic/western trappings remain in me but I know that this is truly his church I got over papal stuff and all that and was finall chrismated on my name day in november of 05 anyway I am new to this site and will post occasionally when I have Questions or some comment I have been visiting this site for about a year now and think its great.