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Personal
Apologetics by
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It’s
snowing outside as I write this. My laptop computer
is set up on the table in our family living room,
and I’m watching the snowflakes gently cover
the ground. My mind wanders back to this time last
year, when I was sitting inside the dorm room of
a small college nestled in the rural hills of western
Pennsylvania. I was watching the snow come down
then, too. The only difference is at that time my
soul wasn’t at peace as it is now. No, in
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right distressed, for I was faced with a proposition
which for so many years I had regarded as unthinkable:
What if Roman Catholicism is true... and what if I have
to [*shudder*] convert?
There’s a smile on my face as I reminisce about
those times past. A lot has changed since then; I’ve
changed a lot since then. In fact, I’d have to
say that this has been the most eventful year of my
life. God has really been working in, through, and (sometimes)
in spite of me during these past few months. It’s
funny how just when you think you’ve got God’s
plan for your life all figured out, He sends another
surprise your way.
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It
all began back when I first entered college as a typical
freshman: eighteen and eager. I was a thoroughgoing Protestant,
a hyper-Calvinist, and a vehement enemy of the Catholic
Church. Protestant theology and philosophy had been my
passion for years, and it was kind of a hobby of mine
to “disprove” Catholic beliefs and practices.
I had the deep conviction that the Catholic Church was
the “whore of Babylon” and that the Pope was
the anti-Christ. Funny how things change...
The college in which I enrolled was also Protestant and
Calvinistic, and it was highly respected for its dual
emphasis on academics and spiritual growth. I had wanted
to attend this college ever since I was a young child,
and it was the first and only school that I applied to
upon graduating from high school. I had the deep sense
that God was calling me there.
My first semester of college was different than I expected,
however. While campus life was exciting, I found myself
feeling surprisingly empty and ungratified. I had expected
to find a dynamic environment full of students excited
about theology and philosophy, but I was surprised to
discover that I was more Calvinistic in my theology than
most of the people I came in contact with. I found the
classroom work to be boring and ungratifying, and I spent
most of my time amongst the stacks in the library. Moreover,
I was also shocked to discover that there were quite a
few Catholics attending the college as well. They were
the minority on campus, to be sure, but little did I know
just how much of an influence they would have on me.
Thinking back through the various and mysterious ways
God worked in my life and led me home to the Catholic
Church, I have to say that there were two individuals
who were vital in my conversion to Catholicism: Anne and
Gabriel. Both were highly intelligent, and both were deeply
committed to their Catholic faith. We all shared a lot
in common: all three of us had been homeschooled, all
three of us came from strong, conservative, Christian
families; and all three of us had enrolled at the same
college at the same time. In spite of these similarities,
however, we had our differences--or, I should say, I had
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While
my friendships with Anne and Gabriel were quite different,
they were both instrumental in my coming home to the Church.
Anne was ever the Catholic apologist. During the summer
prior to her first semester at college, she had spent
a great deal of time working her way through various resources
dealing with Catholic theology and apologetics. She knew
that attending a Protestant college would be challenging,
and she spent a lot of time preparing for the objections
she knew her classmates would raise. Her efforts were
not in vain. When she arrived at college, she not only
had a firm understanding of her Faith, but she was also
ready to defend it with a wonderful mixture of charity
and charm. Anne’s grasp of her Faith blew my mind.
Never before had I met a Catholic young person who was:
1) committed to her Faith, and 2) able to defend it! It
was absolutely incredible. I can count on one hand all
of the Catholics I knew growing up, and none of them had
any idea why they were Catholic. The very fact that Anne
could give me the scriptural basis for her beliefs in
the real presence of Christ in the Eucharist, the perpetual
virginity of Mary, purgatory, praying to the Saints, and
a host of other issues was amazing. Anne was the first
person who took the time to show me that the Catholic
Faith was a Biblical Faith. I had always assumed that
Catholics were committed to “tradition” at
the expense of the Bible, and Anne showed me how deeply
wrong I was!
Gabriel was also instrumental in my conversion.
Gabriel was blessed with an extremely gifted mathematical
mind, and I was deeply impressed by his commitment to
logic. I had always assumed that Catholics would readily
admit that their Faith contradicted the Scriptures, but
Gabriel showed me otherwise. We spent many hours together,
pouring through various portions of the Bible, trying
to make sense of difficult texts. He was very insightful,
and he was often able to shed valuable light on many of
the confusing passages we were studying. Beyond Bible
study, however, Gabriel also had a strong personal influence
on me. We became close friends, and it was really through
our friendship that I was able to see how a committed
Catholic guy lived his faith. The way Gabriel lived his
life--as a Catholic--had a profound influence upon me.
He was the first person to explain to me how and why Catholics
pray the rosary and ask Mary for her intercession. He
was the first person to explain to me what confession
was like, and how spiritually soothing and peaceful one
felt after receiving absolution. He also shared the experiences
he’s had while visiting Rome, and what it was like
to see the Pope. We spent many late nights just sharing
thoughts, dreams, feelings, and secret desires. He was
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A lot
went into my conversion to Catholicism--I did a lot of
reading, I listened to a lot of tapes, I talked to a lot
of people, I offered up a lot of prayers--but in the end
there is no doubt in my mind that the whole grace-filled
journey began with Anne and Gabriel--with their love,
and with their friendship. It brings tears to my eyes
to think of just how unworthy I was to be able to call
them my friends, and to experience our first semester
of college together. When I did come into the Church--that
following Easter--Gabriel was my sponsor; and there has
never been a time in my life when I’ve felt closer
to any friend than when Gabriel and I both stood before
a watching congregation as I publicly professed my commitment
to Christ’s One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church.
It was a truly wonderful and blessed moment that I shall
never forget.
If I could offer one piece of practical advice to today’s
Catholic young people who seek to share their Faith with
others, it would be this: truly love your neighbors. Sure,
apologetics is important--having a firm grasp of our Catholic
beliefs is absolutely essential to being a good Catholic
witness. But more important than having all the right
answers to the objections is having the right heart for
the objector. In Galatians 5:6 Saint Paul speaks of the
importance of a faith that works through love, and we
really need to hold on to this verse when we go out and
seek to evangelize. Anne and Gabriel were true, loving
friends. Never for a moment did I get the feeling that
they looked upon the times we spent together as opportunities
to disprove my Protestantism or to lure me into the Catholic
Church. They never pressured me into converting. Quite
the contrary: theirs was a very genuine, sincere, and
patient friendship.
May we be given the grace to go and do likewise. • |
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Christopher Cuddy
is a member of the NextWave Faithful™ Apologetics
Team, a student at Franciscan University of Steubenville,
and a Research Assistant for Dr. Scott Hahn at the St.
Paul Center for Biblical Studies. Check out his Christian
Worldview Blog HERE.
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