Monthly Archives: August 2012

Pride is Not Ignorance

Has the thought ever occurred to you that everyone would become Christian if only they truly understood what Christianity was about?  That if we could just really convince everyone that the Christian faith is truly centered on love, and that Jesus really came and died for all of us and rose from the dead, and promised eternal life in Heaven to those who believe—if people really got that—then surely no one would reject the Gospel.

I often feel that way.  And I do think it’s partially true that many people just do not have a proper understanding of the faith, and that’s largely our fault as members of the Body of Christ; and it needs to be rectified through the actions of our daily lives.

But still, we have to remember: Pride is not the same thing as ignorance.  Satan knew from the beginning who Jesus was; and that God planned to bring about salvation through Jesus.

Still:

“The dragon stood before the woman about to give birth, to devour her child when she gave birth”  (Revelation 12:4)

Satan hates Jesus.  So much so that from the moment it was revealed to Him that salvation would come through a man in history, he went to wait for the moment of Christ’s birth so that he could “devour him.”  He hates Jesus not because he doesn’t understand Jesus’ role in salvation.  He hates Jesus precisely because he understands, but refused to bow down and worship a man.

Think about it.  Satan fully realized the implications of his choice.  God, the creator of everything (including Satan), creates everything for a specific purpose.  Everything is created for a rightful end, its telos.  The goal of creation is to be united to God, the creator.  It logically follows that anyone that does not reach this proper end will not be completely and lastingly fulfilled (read: happy).  So God provides a way for creation to be united to Him; and that way is Jesus Christ.

When presented with the choice after God’s will is revealed to them, the options are clear in the intellect of the angels: Worship Christ, and be eternally fulfilled being united to God in Heaven; or refuse to worship Christ, and be eternally separated from God (read: unhappy, unfulfilled, Hell).

Again, Satan understood the implications of his choice.  But to worship a man was too much.  God should have done it a different way.

If that’s what it takes to be happy, well then I’d rather be miserable. 

Pride is not the same thing as ignorance— for Satan or for us.

This isn’t an excuse to give up on people and equate them with Satan.  On the contrary: it’s a reason to repent of our pride, and to pray that love of God may eradicate the prideful tendencies in the hearts of all people, so that through Jesus Christ we may all come to enjoy full and lasting fulfillment with God in the Kingdom of Heaven.

How to Respect God’s Name

If you’ve noticed how hard it is to watch a movie or to turn on the TV for any significant amount of time without hearing the name of God being taken in vain…. well, then you are better off than I am.

In theory, I know that it’s a big deal to take the name of God in vain.  I know that as Christians we are supposed to have great respect and reverence for the Holy name of God; and we are never supposed to treat God’s name as if it were something common or, even worse, as something to be cursed.  Personally, I myself do not speak the name of God in vain.

But what I’m realizing lately is that I don’t exactly take notice or particular offense when others do, either.  And this is no good.

This became clearly apparent to me when my fiancé and I decided to check out a popular TV series on Hulu last week.  We ended up turning it off within the first 25 minutes, because in that brief amount of time the characters had already cursed God’s name three times (which was a shame, because it was an interesting show otherwise).  I wish I could say that my fiancé and I were both equally appalled by this, but the truth is that had Tyler not pointed it out, I probably wouldn’t have blinked.  I’ve become so desensitized to hearing God’s name be taken in vain that I hardly even notice when it happens.

So I have been thinking about how to rectify this.  On the one hand, we shouldn’t be looking for and/or anticipating the sins of others; but in the same breath, as members of the Body of Christ, it should pain us to hear the name of our God disrespected and spat upon.

My solution: A three-step check-list that might help you out if you’re like me and struggle in this area.

1. Pray

Pray for greater respect and reverence towards God’s name.  Try the Litany of the Holy Name of Jesus, or the Divine Praises, or simply and earnestly ask God for a greater love for His name.

We need to pray that we never forget that God is a Person (actually, three Persons) with whom we are called to be in relationship.  When we hear someone cursing the name of the one we love, what other logical response is there but to be pained by it?

 2. When God grants you the grace of noticing when His name is being disrespected, acknowledge and respond.

If it’s a TV show, turn it off right then and there.  If it’s a song, skip over it.  If it’s a friend in conversation, be so bold as to speak up in defense of God’s name, and ask kindly that he or she not insult you by belittling the name of God.

If we don’t acknowledge and take action, then it will remain commonplace for us to hear God’s name being slandered.  If we begin to acknowledge and take action, we’ll start to notice more and more.

 3. Pray

The point of seeking to become more aware is not so that we can be appalled and angry; it’s to yield a greater love and respect for God.  As we start to notice more often God’s name being disrespected, we have more opportunities to respond to God in love.  And that’s kind of the point of all of this anyway.

“Be Careful What You Pray For..”

…But then pray for it anyway. :)

People always sort of jokingly say to be careful what you pray for, especially when talking about prayers for things like patience or humility.  As we know from experience, often God doesn’t simply grant you a totally humble heart.  Rather, you’re given opportunities to practice humility.  In other words: You’re humiliated.  Yay!

So just incase you’re like me, and hear in this warning an excuse to not pray for humility, I remind you of what the Catechism says:

2559 ”Prayer is the raising of one’s mind and heart to God or the requesting of good things from God.” But when we pray, do we speak from the height of our pride and will, or “out of the depths” of a humble and contrite heart? He who humbles himself will be exalted; humility is the foundation of prayer, Only when we humbly acknowledge that “we do not know how to pray as we ought,” are we ready to receive freely the gift of prayer.

If we’re not humble, we can’t pray.  If we can’t pray, well then we’re in some serious trouble.  So let’s be so bold as to pray for humility, accepting whatever the consequences may be.

Litany of Humility:

O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed,

Deliver me, Jesus.

From the desire of being loved…
From the desire of being extolled …
From the desire of being honored …
From the desire of being praised …
From the desire of being preferred to others…
From the desire of being consulted …
From the desire of being approved …
From the fear of being humiliated …
From the fear of being despised…
From the fear of suffering rebukes …
From the fear of being calumniated …
From the fear of being forgotten …
From the fear of being ridiculed …
From the fear of being wronged …
From the fear of being suspected …

That others may be loved more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be esteemed more than I …
That, in the opinion of the world,
others may increase and I may decrease …
That others may be chosen and I set aside …
That others may be praised and I unnoticed …
That others may be preferred to me in everything…
That others may become holier than I,
 provided that I may become as holy as I should…

The Hunger Games: A Review

I know I’m a little late to this, and I didn’t even read the book.  Nonetheless last weekend, my fiancé and I decided we’d see what all the fuss was about and rent the recently released movie, The Hunger Games.

My reaction 2 hours later: I never want to watch that movie again.  But yes, it was a compelling story that was told well.

I don’t want to see it again just because it was hard to watch; and I can’t help but wonder if some books are better just staying as books because they’re just too unsettling to watch unfold on the screen.  I knew it was a morbid concept going in.  A futuristic world in which the each year the government selects at random 24 people to compete in The Hunger Games—a battle to the death with only one winner— as penance for a past attempted rebellion against the government.

So people are going to kill each other and die in this movie as a result of circumstances forced upon them by political powers.  Doesn’t seem to promise much hope.  I was ready for that. I was ready to be unsettled (not that I was excited about it).

You don’t watch a movie like The Hunger Games because you’re looking for a fun time at the movies.  You watch a movie like this because you want to be challenged.  You want to be asked hard questions and you want to be inspired to go against the status quo.

[Here’s the part where I’m supposed to warn you that SPOILERS ARE AHEAD.  But I’m the last person on the planet to hear this story so it’s probably unnecessary.]

So in this movie we have very moving and powerful scenes like Katniss volunteering to go to The Hunger Games in place of her little sister: an act that the viewer has no doubts saved Katniss’ sister from death with the price of putting her own life at risk.  We also see Katniss mourning the death of another fallen tribute in the midst of the Hunger Games, valuing life in the middle of a game that says human life is disposable and meant to be killed for sport.  In the whole movie, we never see Katniss seeking to win by murdering others.  She only kills when her own life is threatened.

In all of this, we are presented with the major theme of the movie: Life has value, even in a culture of death.

Or at least, that’s what we want the theme of the movie to be.  I was convinced that it was… until the last 5 minutes.

The Hunger Games have reached their climax, and it’s only Katniss and her friend, Peeta that remain.  The people in charge declare that there can only be one winner, and so we are told to expect a fight to the death.  Peeta tells Katniss to “get it over with,” offering his own life so that his friend can win the Games and go home.  But then Katniss has a better idea.  She proposes they both eat poisonous berries and thus both die, denying the Hunger Games its winner.  This would be their own final act of defiance to the government— spitting in the face of everything the game stands for—an act of rebellion against the political powers in the midst of the punishment for a nation’s uprising.

At the last possible second before their suicides they are told to stop.  The government bows to their pressure and crowns two winners of the Games for the first time in its history.  Everyone goes home happy; Katniss and Peeta have changed the course of history.

Again I’ll remind you that I didn’t read the book, so it may be that I’m missing something huge here.  But I was so disappointed that, after all that the story had done in order to show the value of life even in the most terrible of circumstances, suicide was the solution the heroes ultimately came to.  In a movie about the value of life, the heroes would have chosen death if the government hadn’t stepped into stop them.  Seems backwards to me.

As a result, I didn’t walk away from The Hunger Games feeling particularly inspired to change the world around me.  I walked away depressed and unsettled.

So I want to hear your thoughts.  I want to hear why I’m wrong, especially if you read the book and can offer some insight that I didn’t get.

Sorry this post was mainly a rant.  :)

The End of The World As We Know It

I really, really hope the Mayans were wrong.

The Mayans.  You know.  They are the reason people are all freaked out about December 21, 2012: the supposed end of the Mayan calendar, which supposedly equals the cataclysmic destruction of the world as we know it.

Truthfully, I haven’t looked into the theory a whole lot.  I usually don’t get too excited about these end of the world claims, because I figure Jesus told us to be ready at any moment so there’s no use to pick a particular day about which to get all worked up.

But still, I can’t help but pray for any day but December 21, 2012.

Why?  Well, because I happened to be getting married on December 22, 2012.  And the world ending the day before would sort of put a damper on the whole occasion.

Of course, I’m really not too worried about it.  Chances are, the world will keep spinning, I’ll get to walk down the aisle, and 25 years from now it will be my own daughter freaking out about the world ending the day before her wedding because of some new crazy theory about which people are publishing books and making movies.  Life is fun like that.

However, I can’t help but see a gentle reminder from God in the midst of all of this craziness.  When planning a wedding (or when looking forward to any major life event), it can be really easy to become so swept up in the anticipation that you don’t always see the bigger picture.  I can’t even begin to describe how excited I am to become Tyler’s wife.  But ultimately, we’re both called to such a greater marriage feast than the one we’ll be having in December (even though that one is going to be so stinkin’ amazing :-P )  When it comes right down to it, we’re called to Heaven; into the presence of God Himself.  What could merit greater excitement or anticipation than that?!

So I ask that you pray for me and Tyler in these months leading up to the wedding; that we never lose sight of our ultimate goal, and that in our life together we live out our vocation in helping one another become saints.

But also…that the Mayans were wrong, and the world holds out at least until the 23rd.  :)

PS – Tomorrow is a Holy Day of Obligation (the Assumption of Mary).  Make plans to get to mass!