Western Civilization first emerged as an idea in Ancient Greece, enacted in the form of the Ancient Greek empire. It continued in the Roman empire, which built upon what the Greeks had started. The Greeks began the undertaking of urbanisation, and were committed to learning, much of which came to be through philosophy and the arts. The Romans essentially encapsulated what the Greeks had begun into a system of society, a system of being, which then began to expand across Europe.

Western Civilization has existed in some form or another for centuries. The philosophy that has shaped Western society, one that centralises on reason and logic within the individual, and the aesthetic, again one which is characterised by logic, dates back to the Greek and Roman empires. While these empires eventually fell, both demonstrated great strength, lasting for over 1000 years.

Typically, Western society has been defined by several key characteristics – individualism, rationalism, and democracy. While these have taken on different shapes in the various eras and nations which have formed over the centuries since its inception, Western Civilization has consistently been reliable – it has kept society in a state whereby those who exist within it are able to flourish.

It would be easy to question how this has been possible when the entire concept of individualism connotes the idea that every man is only concerned with his own being, and thus his own good, rather than the good of those around him. One could argue that in committing to his own good and working to ensure it, a man would likely also be working for the good of society – thus, the good of those around him.

But there is another key influence that has no doubt contributed to deterring the individualism characteristic of Western Civilization from becoming too self-serving. Christianity has been highly influential in giving life to the soul of Western Civilization. Christian morality is the beating heart of Western schools of ethics. Without such morality, society would have likely just descended into chaos whereby each man could justify wreaking evil against another for the sake of protecting their own individuality. 

Christianity has always played a pivotal role in the proliferation of Western Civilization. Since the inception of this form of society, this way of being, the Christian religion has been there as a guiding light, ushering it into every age. It is worth noting that after the Roman Empire fell in around 476 AD, Christianity survived and eventually re-asserted influence over the West, with many looking to the Pope as a leader. The great Saint, Pope Gregory the Great, was an indomitable leader, establishing a political influence greater than that of any emperor that swept the West. The Catholic Church became one of the great powers of influence in the Western world, exerting both social and political influence.

To provide a full historical account of Western Civilization here would be far too excessive for this article. Such a history could, and already has, filled many a book. What has been highlighted of the centrality and influence of Christianity and the Catholic Church serves to provide context as to its imperative significance in ensuring the continuity of Western Civilization. 

See, now, after centuries of being a dominant force for good, Western Civilization stands on the brink of collapse. The Western world has lost its momentum. Everything that is good, everything that has kept society functioning well for so long, has been perverted. It’s all caving in on itself. The superpowers of the Western world, those nations that were once so strong, a bulwark against the forces of evil – those who would seek to consolidate power and expand their reach beyond their own borders – have become so pathetically weak. They no longer induce fear in their opponents – they just sit there, meekly pursuing the most inane ideas, while their opponents grow stronger, preparing themselves for a takeover (which, at this point, probably won’t even be hostile). There is nothing super or powerful about them. They are nothing more than a tragic joke.

Look to the United States. Look to that once great nation that kept the forces of Communist nations at bay. That once respectable nation that was a brilliant and powerful ally. Look at them now. While China trains its military forces with rigour, the United States is more concerned with training its military forces in adhering to inclusivity, DEI regulations, and gender identity observances that have been constructed by a generation that has strayed far from Western ideals. If China invaded the US today, they would probably just come face-to-face with a bunch of soldiers who would scream at their military for ‘misgendering’ them.

The problem runs throughout the Western world. Europe, the UK, the US, Australia, New Zealand – everywhere you look in the West the same perversions of the ideas and culture that has built Western Civilization and ensured its dominance for so long have taken hold. And while it may seem we have lost touch with reality, while it may seem like there is just a lack of common sense, while it may seem that we have forgotten our roots, that we have lost touch with the core elements of the very idea of Western Civilization conceived all those centuries ago in the agoras of Ancient Greece, in the temples of Ancient Rome, there is, I think, a greater explanation at hand for the now seemingly inevitable collapse of Western Civilization, an explanation in which lies the solution for the fall.

At its roots, the disasters that have wreaked havoc on the West are not physical, but ideological. They demonstrate a clear perversion of the good, a turning away from the virtues and morals that allow individuals to flourish and thus society to thrive.

The Western world has lost touch with Christianity. And only through Christianity can it be truly revived.

We as human persons have really managed to go out of our way to ruin everything that is good, everything that makes us human. And just to preface this breakdown of the mess we have created; this does not necessarily pertain to all of humanity. There are clearly select ideologies that have perverted what has sustained the Western world for so long, and those ideologies, steeped in the minds of the men who practice and pursue them and who will seemingly defend with all their might the absurdities they have brought into existence, have wreaked disastrous consequences upon the Western world.

What is even more problematic is just how solidified these ideas have become in societal institutions – universities, the education system at large, political systems, even, to some extent, the Church – all the institutions that shape society and every human person who exists within it. The education systems are, of course, the most critical, given the ideas presented within the course of an individual’s education, a time when they are growing and vulnerable, when they are absorbing information and often taking it on as truth – which is an unfortunate reality that occurs given they do not know any better and are not mature enough to discern what is actually good on a more complex level. 

This is not to say that learning other schools of thought is an overtly bad thing. It is necessary for us to understand these ideas and ways of thinking so we can better critique them and push back against the damaging ideologies that emerge from them. But this is better done at an age whereby an individual can actually understand these ideas in their complexities and perceive the problems with them.

The impact such ideologies have is evident in the generation of students that we are presented with almost a quarter of the way through the 21^st century. Students have been swept up by identity politics – they are more concerned with coddling gender preferences and ensuring people are not offended than pursuing good. We live in a world where people cannot even decide what their gender is. One day they are male, the next they have decided to switch to female, and then the next they are neither. It is a symptom of a much greater disease that has infected the Western world.

The next generation of teachers is going to be more concerned with politicising everything and indoctrinating children with dangerous ideologies than something that resembles a proper education. They do not actually care about learning and deepening their own knowledge. They just do what they must to attain the necessary qualifications to teach. 

What is more, many who are looking to teach in Catholic schools are only taking the necessary subjects for the purpose of attaining a certificate to grant them that privilege. They do not actually care about deepening their own understanding of the faith – which really should be at the heart of wanting to teach at a Catholic school. And this begins another vicious cycle in which students who are taught religious education are not provided with good teaching that will allow them to better understand and hopefully deepen their own faith, while also developing a solid understanding of Christian morality and the virtues which allow us as human persons to live a truly good life.

Instead, we will see another generation of individuals who have broken moral compasses. It is already evident in current generations who began the cycle. That is not to say that all individuals will be affected. Those who are raised well by their own families, who have the necessary upbringing to withstand the vices and wiles of the education system and the wolves that lie waiting within, will no doubt be the only hope for the Western world.

The true problem, then, lies not merely in the systems and institutions themselves, but in the people that operate within them. And at the heart of it all is the battle that rages within each one of us, right within our beating hearts, between good and evil. It is a battle that has been taking place since the very beginning of human existence. From the Christian perspective, it has been raging on even before this, since the creation of the angels and the rebellion that took place in the Heavens following the revelation to the angels of the plan for humanity. Ever since Lucifer and the angels who rebelled with him were defeated by the Archangel Michael and his battalion and cast out of Heaven, the devil has been working in every way he can to bring as many souls as he can into the perpetual, never-ending misery of Hell. 

This is why, from the very first moment human persons were created, the devil was scheming to draw them away from God. We know from the Fall of humanity that he was successful in doing that – at least, momentarily. For while humanity was in its nature fallen, it has now been redeemed. But while Christ may have redeemed our fallen nature, that concupiscence and the battle against temptation has not just magically evaporated. Each one of us still must choose between good and evil in all that we do, in every decision we make.

The devil is waiting for us to fall every single moment of every single day. He has his eyes on every single one of us. Each day, he presents us with suggestions, temptations, to draw us away from God. And while we may be able to resist such temptations, we are not perfect. There are times where we fall. It is part of who we are as human persons. The difference is that, for those of us who actually understand this spiritual element to the world, we understand the necessity to seek forgiveness for the wrong we have done, for the sins we have committed. 

This is unfortunately not the case for all those who do not believe. Instead, they continue to allow the evil to consume them – to the point that they begin to promote evil ideas and bring others into their sin. This effect is what has contributed largely to the approaching collapse of Western Civilization. 

People no longer respect the human body. They are consumed by vices. They have no respect for human life. They use each other. And they just support whatever will aid in their own personal gain. They want the individualism but none of the morality that prevents it from becoming so self-serving.

Technology, an innovation that was likely created to aid the human race in many different ways, has become a means by which humanity is being erased. It has become a portal by which individuals can access toxic and inhumane ideas and ideologies online, by which people can become radicalised. The web is so open and social media platforms are so poorly regulated that harmful things like pornography and what is termed ‘soft porn’ are now blatantly visible in so many places online. It’s horrifying to think that these kinds of things are accessible to anyone, but that horror is compounded when we consider that nowadays some parents will just thrust an iPad or their phone into their child’s hands to keep them quiet and happy. But that won’t bring the child true happiness, because it is simply a means to an end. It will only instil a dependency on technology in the child; they will become so absorbed by it that they will never truly appreciate the world around them. They will never appreciate the beauty of God’s creation. They will never be able to just live in the moment and appreciate the little things, things like being with people, enjoying their company. Instead, their faces will be glued to their screens. 

This is the problem with technology. It dehumanises us. It is marketed as something that can keep us connected – and yet, ironically, it disconnects us from reality. It distracts us from the people around us. It is marketed as something that is supposed to improve efficiency and productivity – and yet again, ironically, it gets in the way of these very qualities. We become so consumed by useless interactions online (think of all those arguments people have on social media platforms) and scroll so much that we end up wasting hours of our time that could have been invested in things of far greater importance, or at least something that would have been of greater benefit. We could be consolidating knowledge, honing a skill, writing a masterpiece, or even building friendships and relationships. Instead of appreciating the beauty of life, we lose ourselves to a screen.

The pornography issue highlights another catastrophe – people are so out-of-touch with morality that they will sexualise others or allow themselves to be sexualised for personal gain. They are selling themselves. They have allowed themselves to become a commodity. And this is one of the root issues of the impending collapse – the commodification of the human person. Humans are no longer viewed as people. They are viewed as objects, commodities, clients, part of a market, nothing more than a collective which must be sold to or dealt with in some way. We are all just cogs in a machine.

Western Civilization may be on the brink of collapse. But there is a chance we can prevent this from occurring if we return to the Christian roots of the West and the ways of thinking that established a way of being that has transcended centuries. At the heart of this lies a return to the morals and virtues that lend themselves to creating a society in which everyone is seen as a human person with innate dignity, where individuals can flourish and thrive without impinging on the dignity of another person.

But this is going to take work. It is not going to be an easy venture. It will take great strength, great perseverance. It is clear that, as it stands, individuals in the Western world have become so radicalised by certain harmful ideologies and so disconnected from Christian virtues and morality. They have created for themselves false and deceitful idols out of celebrities and technology. They continue to persist in this idolatry. And they all think that what they are doing, the ideas they are promoting – ideas that are directly opposed to morality, to virtue, and to good itself – are good.

To be quite blunt, while the solution to the collapse of Western Civilization is a revival of Christianity, this may not come to pass in time to save the West. The collapse may very well take place before this can be achieved.

And so, this brings us back to the question at hand – what happens if Western Civilization falls?

It is a question to which the answer is not completely certain, but to which likely answers can be posited. 

Several authors have explored through literature the possibilities of a world that appears to be devoid of Western ideals. Orwell’s 1984 highlighted what might occur if a society became entirely collectivist, whereby one would have to lose their own individualism in order to gain some perverse sense of ‘freedom.’ In such a place, no-one is able to truly think for themselves, to possess a free thought. A world in which everyone thinks the same, in which every individual is just part of a collective machine, is not at all ideal.

In a similar yet somewhat alternative vein, Huxley’s Brave New World presents a future in which the world has become so consumed by technology that it practically governs how people live. Although, in such a world, people are not really people. They have become so devoid of humanity to the point that they no longer have to experience certain emotions and feelings, nor the ups and downs of human life, but can simply escape from any problems through the confected ‘pleasures’ of technology.

While both of these worlds are works of fiction, they each possess ideas and ways of being that are not too far-fetched. Neither are worlds any reasonable human person would want to inhabit.

What is more likely, however, is that, if the collapse of Western Civilization does come to pass, another dominant power will step in and take over, consolidating even greater power than they already possess. Their philosophy, their way of thinking, however wrong, inhumane, or even catastrophic it may be, will become the common, acceptable way of thinking. Other beliefs may even be outlawed.

There is no guarantee that this can be prevented – at least, not with the shape the Western world is currently in. But there is one final method that can be proposed. Christianity is a certain antidote to the disease ravaging eating away at the heart of Western Civilization. The issue at hand is one of time – something that seems to constantly be running out. The revival of Christianity in the West is going to take time. And so, it is imperative to find a way of buying time. The solution to this may just lie in the very concept that was just presented as a method of creating a subservient, inhuman society – empire building.

Such empire building could take place across the Western world, most prominently in the United States. In fact, such a method, if undertaken well with the right values and philosophy at heart, could revive the US as a global superpower. There is, of course, some risk in that, if the controlling power was to possess harmful ideas or a dangerous ideology, or if they were to become corrupted in some way, this could have a flow on effect to the empire at large. But, if it were to occur in a manner that led to the revival of the values that lie at the very heart of Western Civilization itself, it could be the very thing that forestalls its collapse.

Just as Western Civilization was conceived in an age of empires, it may be renewed in the same.

I think it goes without saying at this point that this world is deeply secular. But even if it does go without saying, it needs to be said – because we can’t go on living like it isn’t true. It is important that we acknowledge the truths of this world, however challenging they may be. We want this world to be Christianised, we want to see the faith spread throughout the world. We want to see all nations praise the Lord and bend the knee at the name of Jesus Christ. But this isn’t happening, and it’s not likely to happen anytime soon. At least, it’s not going to happen unless we actually do something about it rather than just sitting idly by and allowing secularism to continue to strengthen its grip on the world.

What happened in France at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games over the weekend was a disgrace. But this mockery of the central pillar of the Christian faith – the Last Supper in which the Eucharist was instituted by Christ – points towards a much greater issue at play in this postmodern society in which we live. 

I think we really need to look at this event within the context of time. In the week prior to the opening ceremony of the Olympics in Paris, the National Eucharistic Congress was being held in Indianapolis in the US State of Indiana. This event spanned five days over which fifty thousand Catholics came together to worship and adore Jesus Christ in the Holy Eucharist. Fifty-thousand Catholics on fire for the Lord, on fire for their faith, praying, worshiping, praising, deepening their faith, and glorifying God. It was amazing to see (seriously, look it up online – there’s so many wonderful pictures and recordings from the event).

When I saw what took place at the opening ceremony in Paris, the first thought that crossed my mind was one of disgust. I was appalled that France would see fit to openly mock one of the most important, critical, and meaningful events in the Catholic faith. To create what has been rightly deemed a Satanic version of the Last Supper is an atrocity that has rightly attracted the deep scorn it deserves. As a Catholic who has a deep love and respect for the faith, it’s difficult not to become upset and irate about what these people decided to do.

But after thinking about it a little more, another thought crossed my mind – and I think this is apt. There is clearly a spiritual element to all of this. It is no mere coincidence that this public act of mockery of the Institution of the Eucharist took place just after an event that centred around the Eucharist. The devil is clearly not happy with the deep public acts of devotion to Christ in the Eucharist which took place in the US and is attempting to push back with a public perversion of the event in which Christ instituted the greatest Sacrament of all – the nourishing Sacrament of His own Body and Blood.

We see this same perversion in other elements of secular society. Take, for example, the language surrounding the promotion of abortion and the pro-choice point-of-view. Those who advocate the pro-choice side of the issue often use the phrase “my body, my choice.” At the Last Supper, in instituting the Sacrament of the Eucharist, Jesus spoke the words of Institution that we now hear repeated by the Priest acting in persona Christe at every Mass – “This is my Body, given up for you.” 

Satan loves to pervert that which is good. He brings about ideologies which infect society, corrupting the human person from an age that is becoming increasingly younger to take on a perception of both their own self and the world which is far from the truth. The body is viewed as nothing more than an object rather than the beautiful creation of God that it truly is. The quest for power is viewed as greater than the search for truth. Service is seen as that which one must obtain from another, rather than that which one must give. People become so wound up, so obsessed with seeking worldly pleasures and obtaining validation from their peers in this world that they fail to contemplate man’s ultimate goal.

The ultimate goal is not to become powerful. It is not to attain the status of a god-king on this earth, to have thousands, hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions working for you, serving your every need and whim. That may provide some temporary pleasure and satisfaction, but a man in such a position will never truly be satisfied.

The ultimate goal is the very opposite of this – it is to serve and be a witness to truth. Christ Himself came not to be served, but to serve. It is in the imitation of Christ that man finds His true purpose – in service and sacrifice.

What the world bore witness to in Paris was a retaliation of Satan to the Eucharistic revival. In the very midst of the revival, Satan perverted that which both brought about and encapsulates truth all at the same time – the Eucharist and its very Institution.

It is almost ironic, then, that only hours after the disgrace of the opening ceremony, a blackout occurred in Paris, with the only building remaining alight being the Sacre Coeur. The history of this famous Catholic Church dates back to the 1800s. Following the defeat of the French in the Franco-Prussian war, French Catholics linked the defeat with the sins committed by the French throughout the French Revolution. They decided to build a Basilica on the hill of Montmarte (which translates to ‘Mount Martyr’) dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus in reparation for the sins of the French Revolution.

Now, over 100 years after the Basilica of Sacre Coeur was built, the Church is yet again signalling to the sins of the French. While the Olympic organisers may mock the central tenet of the Christian faith, they do so at their own peril.

In the midst of darkness, the only light that remains is the light of Christ. 

It is clear that God will not be mocked.

In a message delivered during Lent in 2012, Pope Benedict XVI said something that rings truer with each passing day – “We must not remain silent before evil.” And this is a task that each of us must take on. Persecution of the Christian faith is ramping up. We are fortunate that, as it stands, this persecution is limited to mockery and some government infractions on religious freedom in Western nations, particularly first-world countries. In other nations, Christians have had most, if not all, of their religious freedoms removed, and many are even imprisoned, tortured, or killed for their faith.    

The Church must be strong in the face of persecution, whatever form it may take. We as Christians have a responsibility to stand up for what we believe in, to not only defend our faith but to proclaim it, especially in times like these. If we do not remain steadfast, pushing back against secularism in all its wretched evil, it will only continue to pervade society and steer more innocent souls onto the path that leads to hell, not only in this worldly life, but also in the life that is to come.

But we must also remember that the evil in this world also signifies the presence of good. Without good there would be no evil. As without truth there would be no lie, no deception. The ultimate good, the ultimate truth – the presence of God in this world – lies in the Eucharist. And while evil may try to mock that, it will always remain true and good, and its power will always be greater than that of evil.

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. In fact, it’s been about three months. That wasn’t deliberate. I can promise you all that I have tried and tried to write something over these last three months. But every time I started writing something, I looked at it and it was just a mess. Maybe that’s kind of reflective of how I’ve been these last few months. I may not have looked it on the outside, but I’ve been drained. My creative energy which I’ve done my best to exhibit here through my writing for many years has been drained, sapped, on the brink of death. And that has been incredibly painful.

These last three months, or really six months, have been some of the most challenging I’ve faced. I do wonder if maybe, after having a renewal in faith last year, I was due for some trials and maybe a bit of suffering. I’m not going to lie, I haven’t borne it as well as I should have. It’s been a struggle at the best of times. I have battled with myself, my mind, my heart, and, in all honesty, with God. I have wrestled with God, struggling to trust, wondering why.

I think the ‘why’ question is probably one of the most significant and yet unanswerable questions we ever ask. And we all ask it. Why? Why now? Why me? Why this? Why is this allowed to happen? Why did this happen? Why can’t it be different? Why can’t this change? Why couldn’t it have happened differently? Why am I here? Why am I on this path? Why are bad things allowed to happen? Why must we suffer? Why do bad things happen to good people?

That last one is probably one of the biggest questions we as rational human beings have.

Philosophers ask why all the time. There’s a bit of a joke that you should never ask a philosopher ‘why’ because they’ll go on forever. The thing is, we ask ‘why’, but there will never truly be an answer – not in this world. The answer to this question lies beyond this world. 

I have spent countless hours these last three months, these last six months, wondering why about a lot of things. The answers have evaded me for months and probably for good reason. But I think there are lessons to be learnt, and so I’d like to share a few thoughts now that I’ve got my head back on relatively straight.

Never take the moments of joy that come your way for granted. Seriously, this is important. In the times when you are enduring struggles and seemingly immense challenges in your life, these moments of joy will give you the energy to keep going. When you are in them, cherish them – try not to think about everything that’s ahead, just live in the moment. That can be hard, but it’s worth it. Because we can get so caught up in the worries of tomorrow that we miss out on the joys of today. And if we miss those moments, the struggle will just be worse.

The power of community is something else. I think this has really struck me the last few months while I’ve been battling through my own struggles. If I didn’t have the people that I do around me, I don’t think I would have managed to keep going to the extent that I did. I am so grateful for my people, who make me want to push on and keep going, who give me the drive to pursue the good not only for my own sake, but for all of them too.

At times it can feel like everything is being taken from you. All that you hoped for, all that you worked towards, all that you desired, all that you have been building is swept out from under you. It seems like every door is being closed, every window shut, and there is no way out. But while I have wrestled with God, what I have come to realise is that I would not be able to get through anything without Him. While I may struggle, while this life may be hard at times, I would not want to do it without Him. And so springs forth from my mind the greatest realisation of all:

While everything else in this world can be taken from me, the only thing that cannot be taken is God. The only person who can remove God from my life is me.

This is it. This is what we all need to come to realise. Because everything can get hard. We’re all going to go through seasons of pruning. We’re all going to be faced with challenges that we are all going to have to deal with in one way or another. Sometimes we may be able to handle them head-on. But sometimes the best we can do is endure. And sometimes even that is a challenge. Sometimes enduring can be difficult. Sometimes it can be exhausting. Sometimes it is all we can do to just get through another day.

Some days we can become so overwhelmed by everything. We can struggle to make sense of what’s happening in our lives. We can struggle to understand it. Some days God is right in front of us, right there in the Blessed Sacrament, and yet it feels like He is so far away. 

Some days we go to pray and we don’t even know what to say anymore. And yet just a few months earlier prayer was no issue. But I think it’s at this point that we realise that maybe our prayer had become incredibly formulaic. That is not to say it was not still prayer, that it was not still valid and true, but that it was more just repetitious. It wasn’t necessarily a meaningful conversation with God.

What I have come to find over these last three months is that the most meaningful conversations with God seem to take place in moments of raw emotion. Sometimes in our darkest moments, in moments where we are all but ready to give into the spiral and turn to despair – these are the moments in which we must turn to God, even if we have to force ourselves to. Even if we feel like every prayer we make is not being heard, even if we feel like every door we attempt to run through is being closed, even if we feel like God is distant, we should still go to Him.

When we are upset, when we are angry, when we are on the verge of despair, when we are struggling with the weight of everything, like it’s all just crashing down upon us, like it’s all just caving in, we should run to God. We should talk to Him, even if our conversation is laden with the most raw emotions. He wants us to be real. He wants us to be honest. He wants us to be genuine about how we’re feeling. He doesn’t want us to be living a lie. He doesn’t want us to come to Him pretending everything is ok when it isn’t. He loves us too much to accept such a lie.

I think it’s timely that I write and publish this reflection this week for two reasons.

The Gospel this Sunday for the 16^th Sunday in Ordinary Time focuses on rest. We hear Jesus speaking to the Apostles upon their return from being sent out:

The apostles rejoined Jesus and told him all they had done and taught. Then he said to them, “You must come away to some lonely place all by yourselves and rest for a while”, for there were so many coming and going that the apostles had no time even to eat.

This highlights an important truth that we all really need to reflect on. We can get so caught up in the busyness of life, be it work, study, ministry, or whatever else occupies our time, that we forget to take time to rest. While we can often keep going and going and going, we tend to do so at our own expense. We can become so used to pushing on that we can easily become exhausted, and while we may push on, we end up unable to put in as much effort as we might hope, because our energy is so depleted that we physically, or more often mentally, cannot contribute so much effort.

We are no longer living, we are merely surviving.

It is so important for us to find moments of rest. Rest allows us to refocus, re-energise, and refuel. Ministry, work, study, and everything else we fill our lives with are not unimportant, and we are by no means neglecting them by resting. In fact, we will be better able to undertake these areas of our lives with rest than if we continued without it.

But while rest is important, there is a far greater reason for which this reflection is as timely as it is. And it’s something I think is so beautiful and yet so hard for so many of us.

Over the last three months, throughout all the struggles and challenges I’ve been dealing with, one small part of Matthew’s Gospel has kept on popping up. It’s a few lines from Jesus’ preaching. 

But before I quote them, I would like to ask you, the reader, to do something for me. As you read these words, imagine Jesus is speaking them directly to you. Forget everything else that’s going on around you. Forget all the noise of the world. Tune out of it all for just a moment and let your mind, heart, and soul focus on Jesus as He speaks these words to you:

“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

Take a moment and read that again. If you need to, feel free to pause reading this here to just take in those words. Because they are everything. They are more than I could ever say. They are more than any words I write could ever convey, could ever do, could ever inspire.

Over these last three months, these words have presented themselves in one way or another at some of my darkest moments – moments where I was beginning to give up on hope, where I felt like God wasn’t listening, where He couldn’t be further away from me. 

It was almost providential that this section from Matthew’s Gospel just happened to be the Gospel reading on the day that this chapter came to a close.

It should be easy to just give everything over to God, to give everything over to Jesus, and take rest in Him, right? It would seem that way. But we so often struggle to do this. It is so difficult to give it all to Him.

It is so beautiful that Jesus speaks these words to us. It is so wonderful that Jesus wants us to come to Him and take on His yoke. And yet this is so incredibly hard for us to do. Everything we are shouldering, every worry, fear, anxiety, doubt, all that is weighing us down, it is so hard to give up. I think it can often come down to a sense of wanting to be in control. It’s not that we are controlling or that we just want to control everything. We don’t want to control everything because that would be overwhelming and exhausting. But we also don’t want to give up control of everything in our lives, because then we would feel like we have no control over anything at all.

We often struggle to cede control of everything because it can induce a fear within us that certain scenarios will play out that are not what we are hoping for – that everything will just go wrong, that all we are hoping for will crash and burn and that we will be left broken. 

But shouldering those burdens, carrying around all the struggles we are facing, dealing with all the anguish, the anxiety, the worries of everything that could go wrong, the fears of what the future could look like – it’s so exhausting. It’s so tiring.

I think that’s what really hit me these last few months. My mind was racing constantly with thoughts, feelings, emotions, fears, worries about the future, about getting my life in order, about worst case scenarios. I was thinking so much, getting so caught up in considering everything that could go wrong. 

And I realised that I was so tired. 

To be honest, I don’t know how I kept going sometimes. I was so emotionally, mentally, and spiritually drained. But my body just kept moving. Physically, I was able to go on. I wasn’t sure it would ever come to an end, at least not soon.

And all I could ask God for was peace.

For me, my life began to turn around when I finally realised my calling. But it all really began to come together when I went away on a weekend retreat with an amazing group of young Catholics a couple of weekends ago. That retreat brought me back to life. For too long I felt like a shell of myself, like I was not living but only surviving. After that retreat, I felt alive for the first time in at least three months, possibly even six.

Following that retreat, everything began to come together. While there had been a couple of setbacks in getting onto the path to which I was being called, I finally found my way there. And it all culminated in those incredible words of Jesus being proclaimed on Thursday.

I finally found peace. And what I have now come to realise is that there is a strangely ironic fundamental truth to reaching this point:

Sometimes we must endure pain to find peace.

My peace was not found in myself, but in Jesus and the people He has brought into my life and surrounded me with. I would not have been able to get through these last few months without them. It’s funny how it took going through this season of pruning to really draw close to the people who help me to grow. If it wasn’t for them, I’m not sure where I would be right now. 

Actually, if it wasn’t for them I don’t think I would have realised my calling. I say this with truth and confidence because it is the very people who I am surrounded by in community that have inspired my decision to pursue a career in Secondary Teaching. I am now on a path to teaching both English and Religious Education. It is through the work I have done in Youth Leadership at my Parish that I have realised just how important it is for our young people to be provided with opportunities to learn about and encounter Jesus. I want to see every young person given such opportunities. And it is my hope that in pursuing this career I will be able to bring the faith to so many others, to share it with so many young people, and to provide them with every opportunity possible to know Jesus, to encounter Him, and to grow closer to Him in every moment of every day.

And just a note: it never ceases to amaze me to see how faith-filled our youth are at the Parish that I feel privileged to be a part of. In an age where so many young people are consumed by the pillars and vices of the secular world, it is so wonderful, so inspiring to see just how dedicated the young people at this Parish are to their faith.

It is so wonderful, so beautiful, so powerful to be able to say that I am no longer just surviving – I am now living. I feel alive, and I’m ready to start taking leaps of faith with Jesus guiding me along the way. I know I can trust Him, and I know I can find rest in Him whenever I need it.

And so I want to encourage you all to do likewise. Whatever you are going through, whatever challenges you are facing, whatever worries, doubts, fears, and anxieties you are struggling with, whatever burdens you are shouldering, whatever pain and suffering you are enduring – bring it all to Jesus. Run to Him. Talk to Him. Even if you just want to let out all your emotions, there is no better place to do it then at a church, in a Chapel, in front of the Blessed Sacrament.

While there may be challenges, while things may get hard, while it might seem the world is collapsing in on you, remember and take heart in the fact that there will be an end to this – it will not go on forever (even though it often may seem like it will). Remember that while everything else in this world can be taken from you, the only person that can remove Jesus from your life is you. So, if I was to offer one piece of advice, it is this: run to Adoration, and know that Jesus is with you always. Start with that, and peace will come.