Friday, March 2, 2012

Peter, Paul and Denise

I've been thinking about Peter. He loved Jesus. I can imagine him crying out, "Surely not I, Lord. I will never betray you."
I think one of the things I realize (now that I'm Catholic) is that I have a better view of myself. The view isn't always from a flattering angle, either.

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I used to think I was deeply in love with Christ - and I was---still am.

But Lent (and an array of Catholic practices) makes me realize that I am not as wonderful as I once thought.

And yet, I am far more holy than I once was.

Seems like a paradox, doesn't it?

Peter had been with Our Lord for two years. He loved Jesus. Without a doubt, he would have followed Our Lord to the ends of the Earth.

But in a moment of panic, He forgets all of that. His confidence in his own love for Jesus doesn't keep him from denying Christ. In fact, Peter denies the Lord he loves three times.

Face-to-face with one's own weakness - that is Lent. That is this now-ness. It is a spiritual place where I know how much I love Our Lord. Oh, so very much! And yet, I see my weakness. My confidence in my love for Jesus isn't enough. It is dangerous to be too sure of one's self. It is risky to think I will never compromise my love for Christ in exchange for a momentary escape. If Peter did it, I shouldn't be too sure of myself.

"I tell you, I do not know Him!"

I say Peter's words when I fail. When I sin. When I do not do the good I wish to do, but do the evil I do not want. (See St. Paul's Letter to the Romans 7:15-19)


A season for looking deeply into the tomb of one's own weaknesses - and realizing how much I need Jesus to help me remain faithful.

It is possible to abandon the journey or to get lost along the way. It is possible to lose out on the crown of glory. Beginning a journey doesn't mean one will definitely complete the journey well.

But, one cannot end it without beginning it. And so, we begin, praying that He who began a good work in us will be faithful to complete it. (See St. Paul's Letter to the Philippians 1:6)

Eyes on Christ. My confidence is in Christ's mercy and grace.

Not on my own "mountain of love" that will surely keep me from denying...

For I know how very weak I am. Even so, let us run the race - with hope.

Every athlete exercises discipline in every way. They do it to win a perishable crown, but we an imperishable one. Thus I do not run aimlessly; I do not fight as if I were shadowboxing. No, I drive my body and train it, for fear that, after having preached to others, I myself should be disqualified. -A Letter from St. Paul to the Church at Corinth (I Cor. 9:25-27)


  1. "I think one of the things I realize (now that I'm Catholic) is that I have a better view of myself. The view isn't always from a flattering angle, either." I know EXACTLY what you mean!!! I converted two years ago, and I am still pondering things that have changed in me. I find it so difficult to put into words what is going on. That's why I love reading blogs of converts. You hit the nail on the head for me on this one. It's such a paradox - it is amazing and wonderful and difficult all at the same time.

  2. Converts are such a blessing to us "cradle Catholics!" You remind me to never take my faith for granted, which I unfortunately do all too often. Those of other faith backgrounds bring such a richness to this feast...thank you for "coming home"...