Looking for God
Possibly in all the wrong places. I'll be the first to admit, I tried but failed to read the bible from cover to cover. I think I read all of Mathew, Luke and John in my teenage years but never quite progressed to anything beyond that. I was too afraid to read Revelation- it's more scary than watching The Exorcist in my head. I've read half of Genesis, but always seem to lose interest halfway. This does not bode well for the remaining chapters of the Old Testament. The Psalms are beautiful, but I can only do about 3 at a time.
Why all this God talk? I'm reading this book by Matthew Lickona called "Swimming with Scapulars, True Confessions of a Young Catholic". I think the title should read, "...True Confessions of an Atypical Young Catholic". This is someone whose parents prayed with him almost daily when he was growing up, and attended Thomas Aquinas College and is able to hold a debate about St. Thomas' fourth proof of the existence of God. I, on the other hand, can only claim going to church on Sunday and singing in the choir as my intimate relationship with God.
But we (the author) and I have one thing in common I think. I'm searching for God... and a deeper understanding of a faith/ culture/ religion that has been engraved in me since birth. He too is a cradle Catholic. But I think people look for God in different places... and more than likely find them in different places. I suppose most would start with the bible, but like I said, my eyes are half closed by the time I'm 20 minutes in. I don't suppose God would be offended if I tried another route. Most times, I find myself thinking about the divine when I meet other people who are much better Catholics or people than I am. You know how pregnant women have that glow? Well, I think divine people have it too... Something so ethereal about it, you can't help but want to be a better person at that moment, just because you met that person. And I think that's how I know that there's a God out there.

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