The Devil Within
Speaking of love is tempting, nauseatingly so. It is readily nominated and promoted. Preached repeatedly, its complexities are unexplored, and its demands are ignored. Thus, Romeo confides in his friend Mercutio about love’s heavy burden with Juliet: “ Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn .” (William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, I.4). This proves likewise where discipleship is concerned. Yes, how often I am disturbed by the presence of others: the persistent old lady who babbles about everyone, especially the priest and not necessarily in a complimentary fashion, insisting that she is holy! And what about that person who keeps asking for money to sustain their vices? Those who seek you when needed but ignore you otherwise: worse when burdened with others’ sins like a beaten dog. Josemaria Escrivà insists that I should not say that a person bothers me, but that person sanctifies me! That person is none other th...