The two greatest events in our lives, the most dramatic,
the most important, are when we are born and when we
die. The first one we are not able to think about before
it happens, and the second one we generally do not
want to think about. But already I have to
correct myself. Actually, there is a third event for us
that is even more important than these other two, and
that is the day we were baptized, the day we became
adopted children of God and were given a share of His
own divine life. And because of our baptism we are given
a vocation by God Himself to fill that time between our
birth and our death. We are given the vocation to become
saints. To grow in holiness, and to love God and
neighbor–these form our job description as children of
the living God.
At every baptism the person is given a lit candle
signifying the light of Christ which he or she should
carry with them from that point on. And the priest says:
“Receive this lighted candle and during your entire life
strive to be enlightened by the light of faith and good
deeds, so that when the Lord comes, you may be able to
meet Him gloriously with all the saints and enter
unhindered into the court of His heavenly glory and
reign with Him throughout eternity. Amen.” That’s the
work of saints—to be faithful and to do good as we are
enlightened by Christ as we live, and that we carry His
light with our lives. We’re called to be saints but I
suspect we never seriously think that is the case. I
mean do you really think your life is meant to be a
saintly life, or aren’t we more likely to think we are
called just to be good persons, and thankfully we’ve
already pretty much achieved that goal unless you are
thinking about asking our family and friends if that’s
true—and who are they to talk? They’re not that perfect
either.
We probably don’t think that we’re supposed to be saints
just because we were baptized. It might be nice, but
probably that’s a job best left to other people. When I
was a young boy there’s no question that when I would
hear or read about the lives of some saints I was very
much impressed. Saint Laurence the deacon was roasted
over a fire. Saint Isaac Jones had all his fingers
chewed off and then he was beaten to death with an axe.
Pretty brave and faithful service but I could not
imagine myself giving up my life in those ways and
hoping it would never have to come to that. But even as
an adult, could I see myself going out into the streets
of Calcutta and picking up dying people off the streets
as Mother Teresa did? Or taking care of lepers on a
quarantined island as Father Damian did? Or live on top
of a 30-foot pillar as Saint Simon did? Maybe sainthood
is best left to the professionals, right?
No, of course that’s wrong. We think sainthood is for
others most likely, but in truth we are called, as we
were told at baptism, to live a life enlightened by
faith and good deeds. We are called to be saints. Our
job is to be saints, our duty is to be saints, and, in
fact, we were born to be saints, not by our own will
alone but supported by the grace of Jesus Christ. Maybe
we will not grow in holiness to the same degree as some
of the martyrs and great men and women who suffered and
sacrificed so much for their love of Christ. Maybe we
are not called to be like them. But it is not a
competition. Our sainthood will not be judged versus
what other saints said, or did, or suffered, or
sacrificed. Our sainthood will not be judged against
them (and remember only saints will enter into
heaven—there are not any trainees or wannabes in the
heavenly mansions.) We will not be judged by them but
rather by our own desire and our own labors to live a
life of faith and holiness. We will be judged on our own
merits, on our own willingness to live as Christians.
Many people today seem to believe that the blessed
eternal life is gained simply by dying—but I think that
is an insult to Christ our Lord Who willingly became a
man, suffered and died for us. We are not holy simply
because we live. We are holy in so much as we embrace
holiness. And we’re not all on our own! As we choose to
live as faithful sons and daughters of the living God,
and not by our own self-centered wills, as we
choose that, we are given the grace to
do that, insomuch as we are able to accept
that grace.
My grandmother suffered much in life and was a woman of
great faith and prayer. I believe she is a saint, even
without any dramatic deeds or life-style changes, or
threats of torture and death. I believe she is a saint
because she put her mind and her heart to Christ. I can
do that. We can do that. But we must constantly choose
to do that, over the self-centered desires and the
apathy that seeks to control our lives. We can do that.
We can do that. We can choose, embrace and live for
Christ—not in some sloppy, come as it may fashion, but
in a desire that should be renewed every day—for you
Lord, not for my weakness, not for myself, but for you,
because I am only complete in you.
Let’s not fool ourselves with the status quo—let us
state our desire to become saints, and then trust in
grace as we go out to live as saints, and put that
desire into daily practice.