@Intrepid,
Quote:You seem to have bad memories from your 8-year-old year.
I have no "bad" memories of the year I attended Catholic Masses. The services were very interesting. They involved a lot of standing around and reciting rehearsed responses to what the priest said. He also told some kind of story every Mass about Catholics in other parts of the world which was supposed to teach us a moral lesson, sometimes about the power of faith, sometimes about generosity or other virtues. The whole thing felt very grown-up and sophisticated.
I miss the sense of belonging and community that the Church offered, and I only stopped going because I stopped believing in God. I had always accepted His existence as fact, and when my father called the facts into question, my mother was forced to admit she could not verify them.
Quote:I can't speak for Catholics as I am not one.
Thank you for that information. It is reassuring to know that if I ever did return to that faith I would not find you there.