Certainty

Certainty is not faith.  Certainty has an end point.  The path ends.  You have arrived at ideology.  Some one says, “I have found God in the Eucharist.”  They go to church and are comforted, much like the Last Supper where the followers of Jesus, with several cups of wine and a good meal of companionship, feel that they have arrived at the kingdom.  No more searching, no more path, for that would bring some doubt and darkness.  People of church want none of that.  But the Last Supper did not end the path, the search, the growth.  There was still the cross of Good Friday.  At this event of God Friday, most of the guys at the Last Supper disappeared.  Jesus said, “Take up your cross.”  The Last Supper was a feast for remembrance.  It was not going to make followers if they think Eucharist is arrival at the end of the journey.  The path never ends for one who wants more than comfortable feelings in ceremony or prayer.  Faith is a cloud of mystery, a challenge that calls the follower to be open to go deeper.  Church is the boat.  It is safe in a storm.  But Jesus who walked on water, said, “Follow me.”