How empty the world must look to an atheist. How very bleak. From what do they derive hope? Joy? Comfort?
I’m not here to slam anyone for his or her personal beliefs—I know that I’m connected to non-believers on Facebook. In the wake of the Newtown tragedy (and all tragedies), I’m simply curious—grappling for answers like everyone else. How in the world does one process the massacre that took place without the comfort of knowing those innocent children are in heaven? Without the belief that one day their loved ones will see them again? Without the knowledge that one day we all have to stand before God, and that just judgment will be rendered?
These truths are the only things that bring any comfort to me…any sense of peace…any semblance of justice.
When reflecting on the beauty of our faith, it became apparent to me just how lucky we are to be Catholic Christians. Together, we hope in a Savior, take comfort in the Communion of Saints, and look forward to the life of the world to come. Mostly, I am comforted by Christ, who suffered unthinkable injustices and pain, willingly, to save us from sin and death. If anyone understands our suffering, our pain, our trials, it is he—he who endured it all before us. And for us.
In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world (John 16:33).
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