We’re going to be OK.
As a society, as a country, as a Church, as a civilization, as a species: We’re going to be OK. Everyone is bent to their megaphones trying to shriek as loudly as they can into the void. But first, and foremost, we’re going to be OK. Hear this and believe it.
Why should you believe it? Hospitals are closing! We’re on lockdown! Masses are cancelled! Stores are empty!
That’s fine. Maybe some of those things are partially true, maybe even wholly true. What else can we observe about our station?
First, that God has chosen us for these times. It’s true! You, reading this, and the rest of you, who aren’t: God has chosen you for these times.
“Well, who are you to speak for God? Why would God do this?”
I’m not one to speak for God. I can say that if God didn’t want you to be in these times you wouldn’t exist. That’s more an observation of the obvious than anything deep. Why has God chosen to do this? Who knows! As the prayer pinned to the top of my site right now says, it comes on by his wrath and leave by his mercy. May we remain ignorant of the cause of the wrath, may we pray heartily for his mercy.
Second, whatever will happen will happen. Think of your worst possible scenario. Eschaton? Better go to confession, and soon! Terror? Torture? Tyranny? Lets suppose any or all of those things are coming down the pipeline for us. It will happen. And then it will be over. God sent a rainbow after the Flood. This too shall pass! How great must the coming blessings be if the penance is so severe as this! We are powerless to control it, except to pray for God’s mercy. That is our only means of influence. May we pray for it early and often.
Third, do what brings you peace. Do as much as you can to stay healthy. Take sensible precautions. And live out your day responsibly. Are you doing everything you can? Are you practicing the virtue of prudence? Then there is nothing to worry about! You will be ok.
The worst thing about this is hearing everyone shouting from the rooftops how terrible it is, or how great were doing, or how superlative some other thing is. Now is not the time. We’re going to be ok.
Take care of yourselves. Go to confession. Be at peace.
Ad Maiorem Dei Gloriam
-Scoot
