I think it is very interesting that my recent trip to Auschwitz and especially Birkenau has made me feel closer to God… or to at least feel like I understand Him better. I think I might actually be mentally and emotionally built for the “grim acceptance” style of faith. I think so many people like to sugar coat God and how he acts, and they overlook the fact that he indirectly created all of the sorrow we deal with- that he allowed us to have free will, which has led to the existence of evil. That he continues to allow evil to exist. And I think that’s one of his greatest kindnesses that he gave us something to contrast with the absolute joy we can experience. Maybe that’s part of spiritual maturity… being able to see God’s greatness not only in love and nature and all of the good things in life, but in the horrors, too. It certainly requires a great deal of discipline to be able to do both equally.
this is such a small part of my musings regarding the trip.
