The Reach of Catholicism

This part of the conversation ended and we both agreed that the Works of Mercy were one of the valuable things the Church taught; I added that I wished I hadn’t considered them another large responsibility when I learned them in the third or fourth grade.
Religion was an important part of our growing up at 828. Catholicism was the central tenet of my childhood, the guidepost of my character and morals.
I became aware of the Catholic teachings/requirements/rules early in life; I don’t remember a time when I didn’t feel the influence of Catholicism. The concept of god was reinforced early on through bedtime prayers – ‘God bless Daddy and Mommy and Danny, et cetera.’ It was also reinforced by our often saying of the rosary, every night in May, every Sunday at church, and many nights during Lent and Advent. And at other times for which I never knew the reason. By early elementary school I had the basics tenets of Catholicism well integrated into my psyche. To me, they were:
God was above us in heaven, all-knowing and all-powerful.
He had his son live and die for us; he died, for our sins, for our disobedience to his laws. The son died in excruciating agony, hanging on a wooden cross.
In the Old Testament there were stories of god punishing his people by putting them to death. The priest and nuns said this was OK and was in god’s plan.
God had certain rules for us to follow, written in a book called the Baltimore Catechism or in the Ten Commandments. But there were additional rules; the priests and nuns knew them and told them to us.

If you broke the rules, you made Jesus’ pain and agony on the cross more intense; I visualized a grimace of pain on Jesus’ face when I thought about my lying or using words like ‘damn’ or ‘shit’. I understand now that this might not have been the Church’s teaching in the 1950s, but I thought it was.
This was how I perceived my moral/religious situation as a second-grader. It was scary stuff for an eight-year-old boy, and it was the main cause of my grim outlook on life. The effects of Catholicism left me seriously impaired well into adulthood, and only by reading and contemplation was I able to understand that it is important to not believe everything adults tell children.

--Bob
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