I wonder if you have thought about writing about the difference between being a churchgoer and living the teachings of the church. My mom grew up Catholic and went to Catholic school but became disillusioned by what she called "Sunday Catholics" (you could change really out Catholic for any religion), just meaning those people who go to church to say they did and give an impression to others but who don't actually live their life in kindness and the spirit of loving.
As an educated person and passionate Catholic, what do you think is most important and do you ever think that some people's need to take religious writings literally at all times can steer them away from the messages of love and respect and community that great churches can offer?
An Old Pal
Hello, Old Pal!
Thanks so much for your question! It's a good question that is complex and multifaceted, but let me offer a some reflection for now, and then perhaps we can continue the discussion in future blog posts, as well. That way, we can have more of a blog dialogue -- hey, let's call it a 'blog-alogue'!
First, in regard to the question of the difference between going to church and putting its teachings into practice, I think you'll like this quote:
"Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car."
— G.K. Chesterton
"I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ."
"You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink."
— G.K. Chesterton
“Truth is the light that gives meaning and value to charity… Without truth, charity degenerates into sentimentality. Love becomes an empty shell, to be filled in an arbitrary way." (Caritas in Veritate)
Peace and all good,
P.S. I sometimes still think of that beautiful film you made, Old Pal, the one that showed the value of a girls' life even after a debilitating accident. It was so beautiful, and so Catholic in the truest sense of the word. It seems we might have your mama and her Catholic upbringing to thank for helping you share such a beautiful worldview and vision. I'm sorry she got disillusioned -- it happens to lots of us. Please send her my love, and let her know that the doors of the Church are always open to her if she wants to come back.