The world speaks half-truths. A person speaks at best half the truth. A person is capable of speaking what they know, of what they see or understand, in human language, to an audience of persons like themselves, all being colored by time and place.
At best, at the very best, the world speaks in half-truths. I am being generous. But, that is my role.
It is half my role, and half yours.
I can speak only in half truths, but I can know entire truths. I know, for one example, that faith requires, demands, entire immersion, forever, in order for the promise to come true.
I know, too, that this is how we lead our lives.
I know of no one who does not try as hard as they can to live, and live well. To survive, to enjoy life, to have friends. To love, and love well. I do not know how anyone would do less, unless that person were so heavily burdened that they simply could not. Such people are all the more likely to win the prize.
For, the prize does not go to the best. It goes to the truest. It goes to those who fail, and who know it. It goes to those who try, and fail, and keep trying.
Fast and steady - or constantly falling - they are one and the same.
Pope Francis memorably remarked recently that if a person does not feel like a sinner, the best thing would be to not go to Mass.
Likewise, if a person does not feel like they need help, they may not see God.
But that is not us. We need help all the time.
Let me help you....
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