Pew Research That Changes Things
I am sitting here. On a pew. In the adoration chapel.
I just genuflected and prayed a few minutes before the Blessed Sacrament.
My mind played with thoughts, and I brought them back around to prayer, as I so often do during this hour.
And my mind went briefly to that Pew Research Center doomsday summary.
How it’s all declining.
Whatever will happen to organized religion?
Will we all descend into a spiritually blind pit and muddle around until the Lord returns again?
Is the best behind is? The best art? The best music? The best stories of conversion and redemption and miraculous intervention?
And then I looked up and saw Mary.
I thought about her simple humility and her confidence.
And I thought, what would she do with the whole Pew Research Doomsday thing?
I’m only guessing, but I think she would smile. Tell me to get off my rear and stop wrestling with random thoughts and put the knees on the kneeler for a while.
Don’t just sit and ponder the empty pew.
She’d say something like that.
And maybe she’d smile and add:
My Immaculate Heart will triumph.
My Son has this. He really does.