A story I read this morning about young adult Catholics finding new paths prompted me to reflect on my own young-adult period. At 39 years of age, I don't consider myself a young adult now, but I understand that is a relative term anyway. For me, young-adult is someone in their 20's.
In my 20's I eventually stopped attending church. The Catholic church just didn't seem to make sense to me any more. I found my time Sunday morning was better spent getting some fresh pastries from the bakery and reading the New York Times. Looking back now, both parishes I attended during my 20's were really good ones. But at the time, they just didn't make a connection with me.
Where I grew up, the Catholic schools had closed due to lack of enrollment. I attended public schools, which were good for the region. But pervading the schools and the society around me was at best an unspoken suspicion of Catholicism, and at worst an outright condemnation of it. From 1st through 8th grades I attended Sunday CCD (religious education) classes. I have no idea of the quality of that education, since I don't remember much about it and don't have anything to compare it to. The only book I remember from those classes is a children's version of the Baltimore Catechism.
But now, looking back, I have better perspective. Hindsight and all that, you know. The maturing process of my faith was cut short. Faith doesn't mature in 8th grade. My parents were raised in very Catholic environments and maybe they just figured I was going to pick it up via osmosis like they did. But the church at that time was going through its post-Vatican 2 identity crisis and could hardly take care of itself, so it was in no shape to nurture and guide me. And then school & society told me that my church was backwards and/or the anti-Christ.
Maturing in faith is supported by good catechesis & book knowledge, but that is definitely not the whole picture. So when I hear people wail and get angry about how poorly they were catechized in those post-Vatican 2 years, as if that's the sole cause of their drift, I'm a bit sceptical. I'm not denying that some catechesis was bad, but it can't be the one exclusive scapegoat for those of us who drifted from the church. The church environment and the Catholic culture around us, also nurtures our faith. And the maturing of our faith is nurtured by our parents, and it's unpleasant to admit when they may have fallen short at that aspect of their duties.
Knowledge, culture, and family life - maybe that's a three-legged stool model? Take one leg out and the stool falls over. Maturing in the faith requires good catechesis, a supportive church community/culture, and a family life that lives and reinforces those values.
I don't know, it sounds good to me, but what do you think?
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