For the first time in a long time, I felt a bit like an alien or an interloper in our meeting last night. I don't know how much of that is because of my doubt and how much is mere impractice as I hadn't been to a prayer meeting in weeks. I completely agree with what Fr. Neuhaus (among others) has said: either Jesus is the Truth as he said, the central truth that is the only context in which everything else matters, or he doesn't matter at all. But when I hear others speaking of him lately, and of their spiritual experiences, I find myself increasingly tending to be dismissive of them.
This is a potentially dangerous place for me. Doubt makes it hard to lay down the parts of myself that I'd otherwise want to indulge. And it is hard to just fix my eyes upon someone I'm not sure I believe in.
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