Recently, I was challenged by a friend. I shared with her how
important my faith was to living a life of joy. This observation came in the
middle of a conversation where we’d spent a fair amount of time talking about
how frequently midlife is punctuated by grief and disappointment. “You’re more
joyful as your faith matures?” she challenged me. “I mean, don’t you think you
were happier before?”
No, not at all.
My young faith was built very much on hope — a hope that if I
followed Christ, I’d be happy and everything would turn out according to my
well-written script where the afternoon of life was full of tying everything up
with sweet bows. It was faith, but it was immature faith. It was hope, but it
was false hope. It was happy, but it wasn’t joy.
True faith follows Jesus. Jesus came to heal a wounded world. The
griefs of this world — the brokenness — cause Our Lord to be sorrowful. If we
are to be like him, we willingly join him in the sorrows. We agree to feel the
pain as we kneel to bind the wounds.
When Jesus learned that his friend Lazarus had died, he gathered
Martha and Mary to himself, and he wept with them. To enter into his life in
faith is to mourn with those who weep. When the religious leaders of his day
manipulated truth, served power and greed, and led people away from his father,
Jesus experienced righteous anger. He upended the façade of pious productivity
and called people to true penance and prayer. So, too, can someone who follows
Christ today expect to be surprised and dismayed and even angry by the way
people in the church can disappoint. So, too, can we let the burning pain cause
us to leap into action.
Deepening faith means that we are increasingly aware that Jesus
went places and met people where he was not welcome. Far from a life of ease
and acceptance and popularity, a life that follows in Christ’s footsteps is one
where we will be called upon to bear witness to his goodness even in
circumstances where people are hostile to the message. In step with Jesus on
the road to Calvary, we can expect to be scorned and even to be spat upon.
Mature faith demands steadfastness even in the midst of
heartbreak. Jesus mourned over the city of Jerusalem; his Sacred Heart broke
for those who stubbornly refused to come to him. The pain of the parent waiting
for the prodigal is a pain the mature Christian can expect to feel. Mature
faith opens us to the intimate understanding of what it is to deeply love and
also to weep for those who turn away from God.
So where is the joy in this scenario? It is in recognizing that
we have nothing and we are nothing without the presence and power of God. A “happiness”
outside the Jesus who comes to mend the broken isn’t truly joy. It’s a façade
often built on our strength, and shored up by our pride. Sorrow brings us to
the end of ourselves. If we allow it to, sorrow breaks down the stronghold of
pride. To fall to our knees and acknowledge the sorrows of this life is to be
blessed with the opportunity to gain the wisdom to know that it is only by the
grace of God that we can be truly joyful.
If we walk through the trials in his presence, we learn about how
he fashioned us to live. We see our strengths and our weaknesses, and we let
him show us how to repent and to be restored. If we seek him in the sacraments,
with every trial and tribulation he draws us closer into his presence. There,
in his true presence — even more, in front of the Real Presence — there is
authentic hope. There is restoration and redemption in the light of eternity.
There is strength for whatever his call on our lives requires. There, his
mercies are new every day, and genuine joy floods each morning.
Foss, whose website is takeupandread.org, writes
from Northern Virginia.