The ruthless treatment of a skilled drug-addicted surgeon nun by a group in the Catholic Medical Missionary Order left me disappointed. Within each person lies some wonderful experience of life. This is my story and the three agonizing paths that I followed to achieve peace and reconcile with God.
My first path was religion, being a medical missionary nun for thirteen years. Then I searched in vain to become a nurse in the United States Air Force for six and a half years. Finally, on the third road, as a housewife on a ranch in Texas, where I found "the peace that passes all understanding" when I accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior. Now I can say as Jeremiah “Jehovah manifested himself to me long ago, saying:“ With an everlasting love I have loved you; therefore I have prolonged my mercy to you ”(Jeremiah 31: 3).
My first path: Religion.
I grew up in a family of six, devoted to Roman Catholicism in Cascade, Iowa; I entered a medical missionary order at the age of eighteen. In my idealistic youth, my goal was to help less fortunate people. After two and a half years, which I spent in strict training, I made vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.
After I received a degree in nursing from a prestigious nursing school in Washington, DC, Georgetown University (I was sent to the mission field in Rawalpindi, Pakistan). My experiences at the convent included working in a Muslim hospital, and serving young pregnant women in a home for single women in Philadelphia.
On one occasion, Sister Barbara, a teltosus surgeon, worked tirelessly almost until she died, disinterestedly caring for Muslim women. Back then, in Pakistan, no male surgeon was allowed to touch a Muslim woman even for urgent surgery. Sister Barbara, the only female surgeon at the clinic, worked very long shifts to the point of fatigue. When she started using Demerol to continue her tasks, her classmates ignored what she was doing and she soon became addicted to drugs. When I met Sister Barbara, she was already a hopeless addict, left on the hospital grounds and did not receive treatment, nor was the drug taken away from her, she was simply forgotten.
After thirteen years, being psychologically unable to adjust to the life of the convent, I applied for a permit and received a dispensation of my vows.
At the age of thirty-two, I left the convent with a nursing license, leaving my nun vows, a new but conservative uniform, and a regular home. The reason I quit was the great disappointment at the hypocrisy and lack of love among the nuns. I also found that psychologically it was sterile, a life without purposes, the rules that were imposed in the convent were abnormal, emotionally lonely conditions. Alone, alone, I wanted to relegate this to someone to eventually get out of there.
My second path: Nurse the Royal US Air Force
Shortly thereafter, I joined the United States Air Force Nursing Corps as a Captain, originally stationed in California. In my life this path was exciting, full of the vanities of the world. Like an open bottle, I indulged in these experiences with the same gusto that I felt as a nun. I learned to drink, have sex, buy vanities, and savor the pleasures the world has to offer.
On the surface, my mission was very interesting taking trips to Travis Air Force Base, California. Then two years as an air nurse at the Air Force Base in Japan. This was during the Vietnam War. I served as a nurse, tending to the wounded men leaving the battlefields in Vietnam, to the hospitals in the Pacific, stopping at my house and continuing to Alaska and California. I saw the world and lived a wild life for six and a half years.
During all of this, I managed to control my Catholic consciousness and justify my lifestyle. I did not have internal peace and the rejection in my spirit grew much more.
Religion had offered me nothing and "the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life" made me even more unhappy. I found myself going to confess my sins to a priest, but without feeling sorry.
The Third Way: Marriage:
During my last trip as a major at the air base near Del Rio, Texas, I met and married a retired rancher from the neighborhood. I resigned from the Air Force and began living the 3rd chapter of my life as a station wagon, homemaker, thirty-five miles outside of town. even though I was still in sin, I was a nominal Catholic, I continued, attending a mass, Mary, and practiced all the rituals of the church. My husband was a divorced Protestant, and for that reason I could not receive the sacraments (whatever good that does). This is supposed to be a transgression from the point of view of the Catholic Church, worse than all the years living at parties and sexual sins with married men. After all, these sins were sins by the priest. My spirit was not at peace
I continued to feel unease in my soul. My marriage was not enough to fill the void in my spirit.
My introduction to the truth:
After 4 years of marriage, I went to a family reunion in Iowa. I was unaware that my older brother was saved. He spent the rest of his life witnessing to family and friends and to everyone who was blind to the truth; for his devout Roman Catholic position. My brothers warned me about my brother who was (“biblical worm”) before I arrived.
Due to Jesuit indoctrination, now was my chance to set it straight. My brother gathered the whole family in the dining room and opened the Reina Valera Bible. I didn't say anything and put the full martini glass aside, and I listened to him full of amazement and confusion. My brother told the family, “that there was only one mediator between God and men, the Lord Jesus Christ” (I Timothy 2: 5), and that we were all headed for hell. He told us; that we were trusting the Roman Catholic Church, worshiping Mary (a false substitute for Jesus Christ), celebrating Mass, (a cannibalistic mockery of the death of the Lord Jesus Christ), and practicing the Catholic sacramental life with its many anti-biblical doctrinal errors like purgatory. According to Catholic teachings, purgatory is the place where you go after having died to burn yourself; until God decides you've suffered enough, and then you enter heaven. What a deception! That is not in the Bible! My brother emphasized that salvation is a gift from God, it is free, all you have to do is accept the Lord Jesus Christ as your Savior. In Romans 10: 9 it says:"If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved." Noah is necessary to do penances as taught by the Roman Catholic Church. This was a very shocking concept and I was confused.
The next day, my brother opened the Bible again and showed me the fallacy of the Roman Catholic Church in almost all things that I had considered infallible for forty-four years. Psychologically, I was so secure and so attached to Holy Mother Church that I was almost forced to reject the obvious truths that my brother presented. I returned home to Texas very confused. I wondered: how is it possible that the church that I have loved and in which I have completely trusted is so unbiblical and full of lies? I never dared to question the church that claimed the power to forgive sins and be the only way to go to heaven or hell. My wise brother, he recommended that I read the Gospel of John and the Epistle of Paul to Romans, which clearly teaches"But God shows his love for us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." (Romans 5: 8) "Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ." He also mentioned Ephesians 2: 8-9, “For by grace are you saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God; not by works so that no one can boast.
True Freedom:
Deep in my soul, I asked the Lord to bring me out of my pride. The peace that passes all understanding flowed into me for the first time in my life. The shackles of all those years in bondage in the Catholic Church slowly collapsed; and I began to know the true freedom of a daughter of God. I was a new creature in Jesus Christ. This new life in Christ is the most wonderful of miracles. After studying my Bible, Reina Valera for years, this miracle has become clearer. The gift of salvation, which is eternal life, is not a process, but a single path in the family of God.
An urgent call:
My dear Catholic friends, I beg you to do what I did. Come to Jesus Christ as a lost soul and trust His sacrifice, shedding His blood at Calvary and paying for your sins.
He took your place on the cross to pay for the sins of the whole world. Receive this gift of eternal life from Him, accepting His full payment for your sins through His death and resurrection. The Catholic Church has deprived you of Her simple plan of salvation and replaced it with devious works. There is no need for the pagan sacrifice made at Mass or the sacrilege of confessing your sins to a priest. The Lord Jesus Christ awaits you, as He did with me when I was a Roman Catholic, so that you may believe in Him for salvation. Once saved, the Lord does not abandon us.
In His Word there is provision for learning and growth. By studying the Bible correctly, we protect ourselves from sects that seem so logical and attractive. The Lord is faithful to give us everything we need.
[Source: https://bereanbeacon.org/es/la-conversion-al-evangelio-de-una-monja-medico/]
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