tranquility in an era of destruction...

While chaos, violence, and destruction fills the air all around us - and so-called acts of God aided and abetted by human generated climate change and war bring death and despair all too close to the Lord's beloved -today life in these rolling hills are saturated in a sumptuous beauty. Clearly this tranquility won't last forever as it is all grace.: a gift to be savored and honored with gratitude.

I am all too aware of the electoral storms to come. Whomever is the victor in November will bring with them differing levels of anguish to half our nation and the world beyond our borders. Pundits have been predicting a new 1968-like political violence and division. But 2024 is unique. America has now banished all manner of public civility. To be sure, compassionate and honest citizens far outnumber the barbarians within who have hunkered-down in their silos of fear and disgust. We meet them everyday and I rejoice in their courage. But our land is now weaponized beyond recognition as gun violence is greeted with a nearly universal cynical acceptance.

Nevertheless, I reject the hyperbole of the Left that insists that democracy will be destroyed in our still imperfect union Project 2025 notwithstanding. Simultaneously, I refuse to even entertain the notion that a convicted sex abuser and felon could be God's lesser of two evils in our anxious era of fear and loathing. My vision recognizes these dangers but trusts that the totality of reality is NOT defined by what I can see or comprehend. The path of Jesus insists that the story is not yet over no matter how despondent or delusional we become for Good Friday is as true as Easter. And while we may be forced into a new encounter of Nazi ethics, or, a contemporary season of deeper polarization or even a more bizarre possibility... I look not unto the hills for solace but to God. In resistance and faith, I embrace this prayerful insight of Fr. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin:

Above all, trust in the slow work of God. We are quite naturally impatient in everything to reach the end without delay. We should like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new. And yet it is the law of all progress that it is made by passing through some stages of instability—and that it may take a very long time.

And so I think it is with you; your ideas mature gradually—let them grow, let them shape themselves, without undue haste. Don’t try to force them on, as though you could be today what time (that is to say, grace and circumstances acting on your own good will) will make of you tomorrow.

Only God could say what this new spirit gradually forming within you will be. Give Our Lord the benefit of believing that his hand is leading you, and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete.