I once heard Christianity described as the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.
It’s not usually that well said. But the idea that there’s something grim, something unhappy about being a Christian is surprisingly well-spread. Even among Catholics.
Which is pretty bizarre. Because, as Catholics, we – of all people – should know better.
Because if anybody ever said “yes, please” to Jesus and his call to have life, and to have it abundantly, it’s the Catholic Church.
Let’s go with the obvious – the Eucharist. The real presence of Jesus. Right here. Right now. In as intimate moment as you can have with the One who loves you best on this side of eternity.
As Catholics, we get this. It’s why we make such a big deal about the Eucharist. Because we know what it is.
Sorry. Because we know Who it is.
Even on our worst day, it’s hard to receive the sacrament without that joy creeping in and suffusing using every fiber of our being.
So, if you’ve ever wondered why I have that big, goofy smile during communion – now you know.