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Catechetical Moanin' and Discouragement

Holding class on Superbowl Sunday: probably not a great idea. However, our fearless leader managed to move the class schedule, bribed kids with a pizza lunch, and I had almost a full class! Yeah! Especially since we were discussing the Eucharist: the MOST IMPORTANT SACRAMENT! Yay!

And I got a classroom of listless teens, watching the clock, telling me the project I planned was "impossible", "too hard", and that they couldn't possibly remember ALL seven sacraments, for crying out loud!

I don't know a whole lot of things, but I do know this: I am a really good teacher. And I am not making a dent in these kids. And that is no one's fault at this point but mine.

So it's back to the drawing board - or the brick wall - as they say. I have to figure out what is going to touch these kids' hearts, stir their souls and get them at least vaguely interested in Heaven, Hell and the fact that Jesus want them to know, love and serve Him.

If you ask them (and I have), what must be done to get to Heaven, they will say, "Be nice." (And everyone they know is nice.) To go to Hell, you must be Hitler - or his equivalent. However, ask them to name and tell you about a saint, and they go blank. Ask them what "grace" is (and we've been over this), and they can't tell you, nor how one might obtain grace.

Heavy, heavy sigh.

Okay, time to go back over what I've been doing and re-do. Re-think. Re-imagine. MUST get this right. MUST make sure something gets through. MUST teach God's truth. MUST pray, pray, pray for each of these young souls.

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  1. I have a question; do these kids believe in God? That is to say, are they not listening because they think everything you're saying is just a fairytale, or do they believe, but they really just aren't interested in their religion? I'm asking because I'm curious, and as a young person myself, might have something to say if I had a little more information. =)

    -Ana

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  2. Ana - they would all say yes, they believe in God (I think) but they don't know a thing about him. And they don't really care, because "if you're nice, you go to Heaven". They don't know (for the most part) ANYONE who takes their Faith seriously, so why should they? Yes, there is a God, He loves me, I'm nice, therefore, I will go to Heaven.

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