Interesting article on Mother Teresa’s Dark Night of the Soul.
“…believers don’t claim to “know” God. That’s why they are called “believers.” To be a believer means, “Even though I do not know, I have faith.” Nor do believers, however devout, experience God on a constant basis. There is a big chasm that [sic] between the terrestrial and the transcendental, and a terrible silence usually separates the two. A glimpse or foretaste of eternity, this is all that we get, if we’re lucky.”
I didn’t realize that Christopher Hitchens’ hate-filled book on Mother Teresa was called The Missionary Position. I hope I never understand this ideological loathing. The most despicable “religious” practice I can think of is that of human sacrifice, but I don’t hate a religion that espouses it, and I certainly couldn’t take one person and direct all of my animosity against human sacrifice to that one person. I don’t care that Christopher Hitchens is an atheist, and I certainly don’t hate him because of it. I don’t even pity him because he is an atheist (sadness, not pity, and still firm hope…always hope). But I do pity him for needing to sink to such depths to…what? justify? his beliefs. He cannot prove that God does not exist any more than I can prove that God does exist. Does slandering a saintly dead woman really win him converts?
Blessed Teresa, please pray for Christopher Hitchens, and I will too. It’s the meanest thing I think we can do to him.