A Curious Girl

The musings of a girl who is curious in both senses of the word. Life, God, and York. Oh, did I say York? I meant Bradford!

Monday, September 03, 2007

Mother Teresa's Crisis of Faith

I found out about Mother Teresa's Very Long Dark Night of the Soul on a charming Christian website where the commenters remarked that her spiritual darkness was due to her not being a proper Christian, probably because she was a Roman Catholic.

Personally, I want to get extremely mad on Mother Teresa's behalf - no, not at the commenters, I don't care what they think - but at God.

It's a bit presumptuous of me, I'm sure. She struggled tirelessly with the silence, letting only a few know about her feelings, believing it was right to continue. I can't decide for her what it is right for God to do, but it just seems so unfair that as she gave her life for the poor, giving up so many luxuries, the one thing there should have been infinite supply of - God - was not available to her.

"Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'

"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'

"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'

May I learn from her example.

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