There is a story about a traveling
salesman whose car breaks down in farm country. There are no motels around and
so he is forced to ask a poor farmer and his family to put him up for the
night. They do so gladly. They share their meager meal and show him where he
can sleep in the hayloft of the barn. Before leaving the stranger for the
night, the humble host says, "If there's anything you think you need, just
tell us what it is and we'll come out and show you how to get along without
it."
The farmer’s message to the travelling
salesman is very simple: the more clutter we add to our lives, the more
cluttered our life becomes and we begin to lose focus. We begin to lose sight
of what is truly important and valuable. We begin to believe that we cannot
possibly live with less now that we have learned to live with more. And if by
happenstance we are forced to live with less than with what we have become
accustomed, we verge on panic.
Okay, maybe I exaggerate a bit here.
Maybe. But my point, or the one I want to make, is that our life of faith is
very much like the rest of our life. The lived life is to be simple. We do not
really need much to live and even live well. Creature comforts may make us more
comfortable but they do not guarantee that our life will be easier or even
better or more satisfying. All they guarantee is that our life will be more
expensive to maintain and the more we have the more expensive it will become.
The same is true, in a way, when it comes
to our faith. The more we add to our life of faith and the more we demand in
the way or explanation or understanding, the more complicated our life of faith
becomes. That does not mean that we should not want to understand what we
believe and why. It is simply to say that, to paraphrase the farmer, the Holy
Spirit will say to us whenever those questions arise, "If there's anything
you think you need to understand, just tell me what it is and I'll show you how
you can get along without understanding."
Take Easter as an example. We believe in
Easter, in what happened, in the resurrection. Do we understand it? Not in the
least. Oh, sometimes we think we do, but we really do not. The most we can say
about Easter, as we say this Sunday and all throughout the Easter season, is
"Alleluia! Christ is risen. The Lord is risen indeed. Alleluia." In
truth, the only thing we can really say with any understanding is
"Alleluia!" Any more clutters what we believe and what we understand
about Easter. But we say more anyway because we seem to want to say more.
We should resist that temptation as it
only gets us into trouble. That is not to say that we should not try to
understand our faith, that we should not understand Easter or the Easter
message. It is simply to say that we should not think the more we understand
the stronger our faith will be. It is simply to say that as in life, so in
faith, less is, more often than not, more.
Happy Easter -- or better: Alleluia!
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