Our stories are pretty much the same. I was raised Baptist but always felt something was missing. My first two years of college I went to a Methodist church, which was great, but still seemed empty. Then, I transfered schools and started going to Mass with my boyfriend and fell in love with the Church. It all fits and it is so beautiful. I knows its what my soul has been craving all these years.
Telling my family was so hard. Though, I had a leeway into the conversation since my boyfriend is Catholic. I started talking about him and told my mother I had been going to Mass with him. The conversation went from there and she flat out asked me “You’re not thinking of converting are you?” and I told her I was. Of course, she was not happy. She started challenging me and trying to make me explain how I could possibly do this when I “know better” Its sad because so many Protestants think they know what Catholics believe when they really have no idea, and most won’t listen to the truth. I’ve had several discussions with my mother about doctrine. The biggest one was about the Communion of Saints. My mom does not believe that anyone but God can hear us. After having a discussion on this lasting several hours, we went to bed. The next morning, a Sunday, my mom came downstairs looking very upset. She had had a very vivid dream that her grandmother, who raised her and has been dead for quite some time, came to her and was very very angry with her. This dream seemed so real to my mom and shook her up so much she was almost crying in telling me. I didn’t say anything, but I honestly believe there was a reason my mom had that dream. God will help us with our families I really think so. My mom is still in denial about all of this though. She thinks I am only converting cause of my boyfriend and she actually thinks if I marry him I’ll be “forced” to convert. I think she just doesn’t want to believe I’d actually convert on my own. Plus, she goes to a church whose pastor is just…awful. He often stands behind his pulpit and bashed Catholics for no reason at all, and his parishioners eat it up and believe every word. My mom included. They never try to find out what Catholics really believe from anyone but their own pastors, and its sad.
My advice is, take it slow. Let them know you have been going to Mass and when they ask why, tell them the truth. You will get bombarded with questions. Especially about praying to saints, Mary, confession, and communion. Make sure to know the answers to their questions before they are asked. It helps. Though my family is in denial still, my mom is slowly coming around. I think she is finally accepting and I think she’s realizing she’d much rather have me still going to church then not going at all.
It is a long hard process, but worth it. I talked with a nun once who told me dealing with family is some people’s cross to bear. It might be hard and it might make things strained, but we cannot let other’s ignorance and misunderstanding keep us from finding God and worshiping him and obeying him.
If you would like to talk more feel free to PM me. Take care.