Water in the Desert 

Recently I have been reading some great articles written in response to the “Benedict option” one from Bishop Baron and another from R.R. Reno over at First Things.

In summary, the “Benedict Option” is the idea that Christian communities should withdrawal from mainstream culture and focus on strengthening both individual and faith community relationships with Jesus Christ. I am incredibly oversimplifying the matter for the purposes of this article because the links provided above do a nice job detailing more what it is and how it’s written in response to recent cultural trends if you’re curious.

On a personal and entertainingly ironic level, I have been reading “Evangelizing Catholics” for my young adult group where author Dr. Scott Hahn outlines a response of engaging with the culture through the New Evangelization by witnessing the gospel first in families (the “domestic Church”) and then throughout the world. 

Both call for a similar growth in faith and spirituality lived out through a relationship with Christ in prayer and sacraments, and also in the Christian community. Dr. Hahn particularly mentions the important (and countercultural)  witness of Christian hope and I couldn’t agree more heartily.

However, in reading Christian responses to cultural things I think there may be some confusion to the idea of what constitutes Christian hope. 

If you were to peruse articles discussing the grounds of Christian hope from outside of the faith, you might mistakenly glean that Christian hope is based on winning the cultural war, attracting more converts than other religions, or attaining influence in political and social spheres. You might think this because so many of these articles addressing Christian cultural relevance, evangelization, and public policy express a sense of foreboding and no-holds-barred panic as they sit over statistics and wring their hands about the future.

That’s more or less to be expected, people being people, but what gets under my skin are the dry rebuttals offered by the Christians who address this panic head on. Those authors who list isolated statistics in support of their point (like a decline in some measure of immoral behavior) or argue against demoralizing statistics that counter their point (polls that show millennial church membership is lower than ever).

This strikes me as a colossal waste of valuable time because I would argue, as I’m about to, that Christian hope has not ever nor should it ever be remotely based on anything temporal or related to temporal affairs.

This is because the Christian life is not based on the temporal sands of time with it’s ever changing socio-political structures, it is based on our firm belief of our eternal soul being saved by Jesus Christ who died for our sins and our anticipation of a life of union with the Trinitarian God (Father, Son & Holy Spirit) in Heaven.

St. Peter states this succinctly and eloquently in his first epistle:

Blessed be God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who in his great mercy gave us a new birth to living hope throught the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you who by the power of God are safeguarded through faith… Although you have not seen him you love him; even though you do not see him now yet believe in him, you rejoice with an indescribable and glorious joy as you attain the goal of your faith, the salvation of your soul. (1 Pet 3-9)

The ultimate goal of the Christian life is the salvation of your soul. This is something that cannot be taken away by losing the culture war, by a decline in religious affiliation (millennial or other demographic), by unfavorable public policy or by persecution of any kind.

Do these things deserve attention? Sure, but to focus on these second things at the expense of the first thing (eternal salvation) would be a tragedy.  Conversely, by focusing on salvation as your goal you gain not only the satisfaction of every desire (eternal union with God) but you might knock out a few of those worrisome second things by your witness to and pursuit of the perfect love you experience in God beginning in time and lasting down through eternity.

Now, there may be those who find themselves wondering how on earth this belief sustains me. In this culture of instant gratification, how can I stand to detach from things that are good in the here and now (whether that good be an indulgence like chocolate or a greater good like political support for a worthy cause) for the promise of eternal life that “may or may not” make me happy one day in a very distant future after I’m dead?

The answer to that question could probably be an article of its own, but for the sake of brevity, I’ll say it is because for me there is no uncertainty surrounding the idea of eternal life with God. I am fully convinced from a combination of Catholic Church teaching and my own life experience that God is the only person who can fully satisfy the desires of my heart. There is absolutely no temporal thing that could fill the void in my soul that was intentionally made to receive the love of God. I know this to be true quite profoundly because in a very foolish pride I once tried to go out on my own and fill that void with temporal things rather than have a relationship with God which, as I’m sure my wiser readers can imagine, aside from being a bad idea in general made said void so much worse.

Yes, much like St. Augustine my heart was very restless until it rested in God but learning how to rest in God was a journey in and of itself (a journey that was aided by/if not entirely the result of Marian consecration via book #9 of my “Top Ten Life Changing Reads“). It was from this weakness and from this seeking that I stumbled onto the merciful love of God and from being absolutely immersed in that love I knew with perfect clarity that the love I had spent so long searching for could be found only in God and nowhere else. Much like a thirsty person traveling through the desert, once I stumbled upon the water of life everything else hailed by the world as so material and so satisfying felt like a mirage because I had experienced the true oasis. After that, it was easier to say no to the world because I knew it’s (once very convincing) promise of satisfaction to be an empty promise, a promise that had instead been perfectly satisfied in God and I felt like I was home at last.

Needless to say, this flies in the face of the prevalent cultural and moral relativism which (falsely) states that there is no truth, no one thing is better or worse than the other, and that the only things we humans can do is pursue what makes us individually happy with occasional consensus over things that are seen as “bad” but which are predictably inconsistent and constantly changing. In this view, our mirage from the previous metaphor would be presented as equally satisfying as the oasis and what you wanted to choose was up to you and was really none of my business. If I like the water I drink the water, if you like the mirage you sit comfortably in the mirage. No one way is hailed as right, no one way is hailed as wrong.

It doesn’t sound problematic at first and perhaps even comes across as open minded. The issue only arises is if you truly believe in your heart that one way is better than the other. That one way leads to life in Christ and the other to spiritual death. That one way leads to joy the other only to a pain and emptiness. In other words, the water of life is the only thing that can truly satisfy whereas the mirage leads to death. The truth in this instance is not relative but inescapable, that each and every person needs water to live and every mirage inevitably comes to end leaving you with nothing but a barren desert. This holds true for the spiritual life as well.

My Christian hope is my hope of eternal salvation won for me by Christ Jesus, the fruits of which flower even now while I’m still an earthly pilgrim. However, to ignore the eternal salvation of my neighbor, to transform the monastic idea of St. Benedict into a “Benedict option” that says in effect “let the heathens perish in their desert” while Christians shift their focus to strengthing their own oasis feels not only uncharitable but a grossly irresponsible response to the truth and the love which God has so charitably shared with an insignificant sinner like me as well as my fellow Christians.

You are not obligated to agree with anything I ever write on this blog or be moved by any of the corny metaphors I employ to illustrate my point better. You have a free will that is a gift of God, inseparable from the human existence, and which I would in no way violate through coercion or fear tactics. However I cannot sit comfortably in my own little oasis, be content with just my own relationship with God, because love by its nature is meant to be shared and I have been blessed with such a profound experience of the ever faithful and merciful love of God that I will not cease to invite you to share in it and experience it for yourself for as long as I live because not only do I hope to live forever with God in heaven, I’d like to see you there too.

God Isn’t Fixing This

Today I found myself pondering the mystery of why anyone would actually read the Daily News. Nonetheless, I presume people buy it because somehow the glorified gossip magazine continues to operate.

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My thinly veiled displeasure at most major “news” outlets aside, the above article was brought to my attention when I came across Patheos’ Top Ten Atheist News Stories of 2015 and found the link to the now infamous article written in response to the San Bernardino shootings. The article is essentially an accusation that Christians hide behind prayer and don’t do enough in the face of such atrocities followed by a premise that prayer is a waste of our time because God either:

  1. doesn’t care
  2. doesn’t do anything
  3. doesn’t even exist

I’m really glad this article made the list because if this is the best atheists have then I feel reinforced in my decision to practice Catholicism. Because the author totally missed the boat on this one, and this article should be an embarrassment to committed atheists everywhere, not a rallying point.

It’s embarrassing because this article comes across more like the rant of an angsty teenager against uncool parents than a sound philosophical argument. Because my Catholic faith represents truth and atheism doesn’t represent anything except a negation of the truth my religion proclaims. You may not like everything Dad has to say, but you do not disprove the existence of Dad by merely claiming that he sucks. And the article really highlights this flawed reasoning in a most delightful way. 

Because what the title of the article should have been was this:

“GOD ISN’T FIXING THIS MY WAY”

This reasoning, I would argue, is the most sincere divide between theists and atheists because it is the prime issue encountered when examining one’s beliefs as it is the essence of faith. The Christians (the most popular theists to bash) who were called out in this article were called out because they committed the secular sin of being audacious enough to believe that God exists AND retain the faith that even in the darkest of circumstances He reigns supreme. This attitude really pisses people off. If you don’t believe me, read The Littler Way

Because there is a great temptation, a human pride, that leads us to believe that if there is a God He should operate the way we do. We wonder how a God who presumably loves us can let us experience pain? Why a God who rules the universe allows such tragedy? Especially if He has the power to stop it. And I think there is a prevailing stereotype of Christians as either unbelievably ignorant white trash or the ultra preppy Bible study type who is always smiling and LOVES JESUS. And people say that “they have faith because they just don’t get it. They are not as smart as we are and if they were they also would no longer believe.”

But the truth is I continue to believe in God because I do not, nor will I ever, presume to believe that I am as smart as God or that my understandings come anywhere near His own. God by His very essence does not have the same human limitations that I do, even when He took the form of a human Himself. No, God is infinite and while there are many things about His nature I feel I am coming to understand as I mature in my relationship with God, I simply could never grasp the infinite. Not for lack of intellect or because God doesn’t love me or even that God is some jerk who enjoys being smarter than everyone else (not possible because God has no pride), but because I am still confined to time and infinite things are, by their very nature, outside of time. And in the lapse between my earthly life and my death which I do believe will plunge me into eternity, I chose to have faith not from an ignorant refusal to see what is in front of me, but rather an ignorance of what I cannot yet see in front of me. My faith is my admission that while there is much I do not know, I do know in my heart that I love God, which means that even when I don’t understand God or His ways or my trials, I trust Him. That is what confounds, angers, and upsets those who love the world and have rejected or neglected the presence of God in their hearts.

Admittedly, I was given the tools to nurture my faith through the blessing of being able to grow up among a different sort of Christian than the unflattering media narrative they parade across all “news” outlets. The kind of Christian that gets no notice from the world. The Christian who chooses love in order to please no one except their God, because their God first loves them and from that experience they have been drawn to love and serve others. And you won’t find these people just in churches, you’ll find them in hospitals, offices, charities, schools, grocery stores, bus stops, and even on playgrounds. The unspoken witnesses to the love that makes the world go round, the little acts of love and kindness that go unnoticed to the masses, meant only for those who were meant to see them, as God leads us all both to Himself and towards one another.

So tell your atheistic and cynical counterparts to calm down. We may be confined to time, but God is not and He will finish what He began in this world in a more glorious way than you or I can yet imagine. All that’s left to do now is leave you with the wise words of my powerhouse of a confirmation Saint, Theresa of Avila: