Letting Go Of The Black And White
“But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.” Hebrews 5:14
I was raised in a strict Irish Catholic family where everything was very black and white. We said the Rosary, prayed Novenas, visited apparition sites, and tried our best to follow the Ten Commandments to the letter. It was very comforting to have the boundaries so clearly defined. It created a solid and wonderful foundation to build upon.
Ironically enough, becoming a missioner with Franciscan Mission Service (FMS) shook that foundation a bit. Before heading overseas, Sr. Barbara Fried and Fr. Anselm Moons presented session after session on peace and justice, moral theology, and cross-cultural realities: complicated issues that have no black and white. Day after day, I found myself catapulted into the gray.
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You did such a good job Claire. I loved the clothe analogy. Gray is very scary – I agree.
Thanks so much Kerry. No doubt gray is scary, but it’s also amazing how beautiful it can be once you get past the fear. 🙂