Struggles or Why Fight?

The last few days have been a bit of a struggle. Trying very hard to work out what I feel about certain things in relation to the Church. I dislike the focus online of fighting between what appear to be Catholic factions. As, basically, a newcomer I am distressed. It all seems so trivial and one of the things that drove me out of Protestantism was incessant bickering.

Are we not called to unity? Surely it is sufficient that we share One Creed, Our Father, Hail Mary and the Mass? As we work out our salvation in fear and trembling do we really think God cares if it is in Latin or not or if the Priest faces the people or not?

Take an example, The Rosary, it is a private devotional tool. It is optional. Some people use it and it helps them grow in faith others don’t find it helpful. Does it matter? Our journey of faith, our daily striving to reach heaven is as unique as we are. I hate TEA the smell makes me feel sick and drinking it actually does. Does that mean I am not authentically British? Because I prefer real coffee does that make me an American? Am to be lambasted as not being truly British? See put like that it all seems silly.

Some people like to wear veils others think it is no practical help to them. Should we judge one another? Use these things as tests of the legitimacy of Our Faith? Of our faithfulness to our Lord? Sounds so silly, how dare we judge others by external appearance and attitudes? The Lord had plenty to say about this kind of behaviour, did he not?

Let us examine our own souls, our own behaviour, deal with the giant planks in our own lives.

Psalm 133

A song of ascents. Of David.

How good and pleasant it is
    when God’s people live together in unity!

It is like precious oil poured on the head,
    running down on the beard,
running down on Aaron’s beard,
    down on the collar of his robe. It is as if the dew of Hermon
    were falling on Mount Zion.

For there the Lord bestows his blessing,
    even life forevermore.