This is the message that we have heard from Jesus Christ and proclaim to you: God is light, and in him there is no darkness at all.
Reflecting on the ancient feast of the Holy Innocents, the Church turns to the Evangelist Saint John (whose feast was yesterday.) The Fourth Gospel begins with metaphors of sound and light; with a teaching about the word that was from the beginning and the light that shines in darkness, a light which the darkness cannot overcome.
Even a
cavernous darkness can be reduced by a single candle; it seems to cower away
from the light, hiding behind the slightest obstacle.
Herod’s slaughter
of the Innocents is surely an impenetrable darkness. Could anything make it
right? Could the mothers and fathers and families of these children be
comforted by any gracious act of God?
Certainly,
justification for this killing is beyond our imagination. This darkness mocks
any logic, argument or rationale devised by human cleverness.
Veterans sometimes
tell me stories like this. I hear them and can say nothing. I can acknowledge
their moral injury. The intuition of
what is right and just and beautiful has been deeply injured by incidents which
should not happen in God’s world. Regardless of whether he saw it, heard of it,
or committed it, the Veteran was also a victim of this atrocity. He or she has
suffered a grievous wound which has not been healed by time. I pray that my
recognition of the Veteran’s guilt, shame and suffering might help.
Saint John
insists in God there is no darkness; nor is there a commingling of dark and light. There are no shades of grey in the light of Christ. It has vanquished even the
shadows that lurk behind shame, guilt, remorse and regret.
I see that
too in the VA. Some Veterans come home to marry, have children, find
work, attend church and enjoy the consolations of peace and prosperity. They do no forget the war or its savage barbarity. They remember the innocents who
perished. But they allow life to go on and grace to heal them.
Some Vietnam Veterans have
returned to the peninsula to discover the ravages of war were covered over by the
vitality of earth. Jungles, marshes, villages and rice paddies recovered; survivors
created new families whose grandchildren remember nothing of the American occupation.
These Veterans
have allowed God’s Wisdom to shine where their rationalizations, interpretations
and explanations failed. They have accepted the forgiveness they could not give
themselves. They see no better than anyone else how their tragic stories can
have a happy ending, but they walk in the light of faith which promised the Holy Innocents an unending Kingdom of Light.
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Ordinarily, I write these reflections two or three weeks in advance of their publication. I do not intend to comment on current events.
I understand many people prefer gender-neutral references to "God." I don't disagree with them but find that language impersonal, unappealing and tasteless. When I refer to "God" I think of the One whom Jesus called "Abba" and "Father", and I would not attempt to improve on Jesus' language.
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