. . . is probably not that neither alternative (yeah, I'm going to be vague here; sorry) seems like something I want to live with. After all, I'm never again going to try to live with being a lesser man than I'm called and enabled to be, so that isn't even an option. My past failings are hard enough to live with, as they should be; I'm not going to pile onto them.
Nor is it probably even that my faith is insufficient to instill within me the trust which I need to not waver along the path to which I am clearly called.
In Death on a Friday Afternoon - which it has been entirely too long since I have reread - Fr. Neuhaus tells me that my eyes are focused the wrong place: I need to stop lamenting the circumstances of my life or the insufficiency of my faith, and focus instead on the sufficiency of my Savior.
He says to me as to St. Paul, My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. (2 Cor 12:9)
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