Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep:
May God guard me through the night.
And wake me with the morning light.
Growing up, my parents weren’t very religious. I was baptized in the Catholic faith, but after that, we didn’t attend mass every week. When I first moved to where I live now, I met some people from a non-denominational church who helped me find my way back to having a closer relationship with God. I wouldn’t say that I’m an absolute devout Catholic. I know bits and pieces of the religion, nor would I really say that I’m a better Protestant. Because in that avenue, I also know bits and pieces. What I’ve learned from different religions is how to find my own way, and how to come to my own faith and have my own relationship with God.
My husband, on the other hand, went to grade school & high school in the Catholic school system. His grade school was run by nuns and his high school was run by the brothers. He knows everything (or so I think he does, compared to me anyway) there is to know about the Catholic faith. When we finally got engaged, we had to attend a seminar before being married in a Catholic church. I had to complete my other Sacraments as an adult. I was the only adult in a group of young girls in an all white attire getting the needed Sacrament that I should’ve gotten back when I was 7 or 8. I got it when I was 23.
With that said, my husband and I have a different way to teaching Mia religion. I understand his side of it because of how he grew up. I, on the other hand, would like to give Mia the same autonomy I had. I’m glad that he’s going to teach her and inform her of all there is to know about Catholicism, but I want to give her the freedom to decide for herself what religion she wants to be — or even if she wants to be a part of a specific one — when she grows up. The main focus I have is that she get to know God. The main focus I have is that she has her own relationship with God.
That’s not something that can be taught.
That’s something she has to find for herself.