“She has had her face pushed against the wall of horror which is mortality. She does not like the choices presented to her: either suffer this way, or suffer that way. What is her answer? “There ought to be another choice.” Choice after choice after choice. The modern person confronts pain and slices it thinner and thinner, hoping to put an end to it. This does not work. It simply makes the pain, like a knife, sharper.
Am I implying that to know God is to be happy and contented? Hell no. The more we ask questions, the more we realize how small we are in the face of the answers.
But here is the folly of the modern American faced with ethical torment: they think there is someone to blame. It’s the Republicans’ fault! It’s the pro-lifers’ fault! It’s the tyranny of the Church, or the oppression of institutionalized sexism!
No. It’s original sin that they don’t like. Is it oppressive? Hell yes. Is it unfair? Hell yes. Is it inescapable? Hell yes. Sooner or later, all of us are faced with the crushing unfairness of life, and presented with a cleft landscape: suffering on one side, suffering on the other. God willing, when it’s my time, I’ll know enough to beg Him to make the choice for me. Without God, our only option is to dive straight into the crevasse—too look into Hell, and to say to it, “Yes.”
We make our choice.”
I pray that when my time comes to make the choice between suffering and suffering that I have the fortitude to trust in God. The alternative is to listen to the father of lies.