Random Musings of Faith, July 31 2014
One of those changeable days on the beach: heavy fog early on, then it burns off, clear sunshine, then a brisk sea breeze and now a rain storm. As they say, “If you don’t like the weather in New England, just wait an hour.”
Much has been written and said by many more eloquent than I about today’s saint, Ignatius of Loyola. One thing about his life that I find most challenging for me is how at age 30, like Francis of Assisi, he turned his life around from one of dissolution to one of Christ and became the founder of one of the greatest religious orders of the Church. In both cases, there was a radical shift, a radical conversion. Their conversion experience became the fulcrum that impelled them to greatness. What happens when one does not have that fulcrum, a point in life where you say, “That was who I was. This is who I am now, thanks be to God?” In that case, I think it takes a daily act of the will to ask for conversion more deeply into Christ as one whose life is series of smaller moments of death to sin but alive in Christ.