Interestingly, I ran across this by the same guy this morning:
Haven’t really had time for serious consideration and unpacking, but on first glance I’m struck by the “yeah, life often sucks. Deal with it” aspect of the whole thing.
Which then takes me to my recent spiritual distillation of Catholic theology. Essentially the Sacrament of Last Rites which says that at death we all proceed alone, broken, and naked to meet God in all his fearsome glory and you are to account for your life. The standard understanding of that is that you’ll be quizzed on just how much you know about the tenets of religion and the laundry list of shit you should be punished for.
A while ago it dawned on me that maybe that’s backwards. Maybe the proper answer is, “I tried.”
Maybe it isn’t all about holiness or Tulsa style name-it-and-claim-it. Maybe it’s about slogging through the intentional suck and doing the best you can with what you’re given. Maybe the “rules” and Commandments are guideposts in a world that simply doesn’t behave in a nice, clean cut manner. Suck it up buttercup and do the best you can for others and you’ll be fine.
Again, really haven’t had time to suss much out other than that, but there it is.