Sometimes we read things and think nothing more of them than just casual words to pass the time. Other times we read things at a time that it seems eerily prophetic. Maybe all literature should be more than just a brief encounter, but in this world it simply isn’t true—I am getting off topic. This particular essay struck me when I read it because very similar thoughts have been turning through my mind these past few weeks. While I am not facing a mortal death sentence, I am facing one in a sense. I am not coming back to college this fall, and that is a very scary thing for me. But I have noticed I am not “shaking in my boots” about this fact. Over the past year of have overcome many personal difficulties that I won’t go into detail about, but they led me down some very dark paths. Not to say that I was succumbed entirely to them, but I was definitely not in a good place. One of the biggest involved me nearly losing my faith. But it was in this that my faith was really grounded.
We have to go through the darkness in order to understand it. It is not the same as watching somebody else go through it, or trying to help a friend through a tight spot; each individual who wishes to help another through a trial irrefutably must have gone through one themselves.
“Unless we face darkness, we have nothing to offer those who are hurting and we have no resources for ourselves when we get our own turn at pain—except our cheap religious clichés.” --Paul T. Corrigan ‘Darkness, Questions, Poetry, and Spiritual Hope’
Darkness is something we should become familiar with. I don’t mean just as Christians, but all of humanity, if just for the sake of humanity.
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