@TheGermanicist Try again. That one of the ways Mormons justify the inconsistencies of Mormonism. Equally it is part of why LDS’s don’t qualify as Christians. I can go into the apologetics, but this argument is incredibly weak.
Why do we "fixate" on the divinity of Christ?
Because Christ is not a side doctrine.
He is the center.
The whole Christian faith stands or falls on who Jesus is.
If Jesus is not eternally God the Son, begotten not made, one in being with the Father, then we are no longer talking about the Jesus confessed by historic Christianity.
The Trinity is not optional.
The Trinity is not theological decoration.
The Trinity is the revealed mystery of who God is.
So if a faith tradition changes the meaning of God, changes the nature of Christ, and changes what it means for Jesus to be divine, then it has not simply added a different perspective.
It has changed the faith.
Christianity does not confess a Jesus who became God.
Christianity confesses God the Son who became man.
That is why we "fixate" on it.
Because if you change who Christ is, you change everything.
The difference is this:
Christianity teaches that Jesus is God who became man.
Mormon theology teaches a different understanding of Jesus, God, and exaltation. In effect, it presents a Jesus whose divinity is understood through a different framework, one tied to progression, exaltation, and becoming.
But historic Christianity does not teach that Jesus became God.
We confess that Jesus is eternally God the Son. He did not rise into divinity. He entered into humanity.
That is not a small difference.
That is not just a denominational disagreement.
That is a different Jesus than the One confessed by historic Christianity.
As I was entering the Church, it was the Eucharist that drew me in.
Not as an idea.
Not as a symbol.
But as a mystery burning quietly at the center of everything.
I remember studying John 6 and being completely arrested by the words of Jesus. He does not speak vaguely. He does not soften the teaching. He reaches back to the manna in the desert, to the bread God gave His people in the wilderness, and then He reveals something greater.
Not bread for a moment.
But Himself.
Again and again, He says it.
My flesh.
My blood.
Eat.
Drink.
Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you have no life in you.
Those words pierced me.
And then I came to John 6:66.
That was my metanoia moment.
Because when many of His disciples heard this teaching, they could not receive it. To Jewish ears, the thought of eating flesh and drinking blood was unthinkable. Unclean. Offensive. Too hard.
And they walked away.
But what shook me was this:
Jesus let them go.
He did not chase after them.
He did not call them back and say, "Wait, you misunderstood Me."
He did not explain it away.
He let them leave.
And in that moment, I knew I had a choice to make.
Would I walk away with the crowd because the mystery offended my understanding?
Or would I stay with the Twelve because Truth Himself was standing before me?
That was the moment I stopped trying to make Jesus fit into what I could comprehend.
That was the moment I realized faith is not standing above the mystery and judging it.
Faith is kneeling before the mystery and receiving Him.
Because the Eucharist is not a metaphor to be managed.
It is not a symbol to be softened.
It is Jesus Christ.
Body.
Blood.
Soul.
Divinity.
Veiled in bread.
Given for the life of the world.
And once I saw that, I could not unsee it.
So I stayed.
Not because the teaching was easy.
But because He is Lord.
And where else would I go?
Many look for God in the dramatic.
The fire.
The sign.
The answer that falls from the sky.
The door that opens so clearly, no discernment is required.
But what if…
What if He is already there?
In the morning light across your kitchen floor.
In the breath you take before the day begins.
In the ache you keep trying to outrun.
In the silence you thought was empty.
In the body that has been carrying more than you knew how to name.
Catholic mysticism does not begin by escaping the ordinary.
It begins when the soul wakes up and realizes:
God was never absent.
He was hidden.
Hidden like the Christ Child in a manger.
Hidden like the Host upon the altar.
Hidden like grace beneath the surface of bread, breath, water, oil, wound, waiting, and time.
The Sacred Ordinary begins here.
Not in a life finally made perfect.
But in this one.
The one with the dishes.
The laundry.
The tired body.
The unfinished prayers.
The quiet longing.
The nervous system still learning peace.
The soul still learning how to stay.
And maybe the first act of restoration is not doing more.
Maybe it is standing still long enough to let the morning light touch your face.
To let your body remember created order.
To make the Sign of the Cross.
To whisper:
"Lord, teach me to see You here."
Because God comes to us in the ordinary.
And the mystical life begins when you stop walking past the places He is already waiting.
The night before my First Communion, my family left the Catholic Church.
I was seven years old.
The nuns had spent years preparing me. I understood something was sacred about what I was about to receive. I felt it in my bones.
And then... nothing.
We left.
For the next two decades, I searched. Church to church. Community to community. Always that same ache. Something missing. Something just out of reach.
I didn't know yet that what I was missing had a name.
If you've ever felt like something was missing in your faith... you're not alone. That ache is a compass.
Follow along if you want to know what I was missing.
#CatholicMystic #FaithJourney #Eucharist #CatholicConvert #SpiritualAwakening #TheVeilIsThinner #SacredOrdinary
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