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The Easter season ends today, Catholic Pilgrims, with our celebration of Pentecost.
A non-believer, who I was once close with, said to me once, “The point of life is to maximize pleasure, avoid suffering, be nice, and do what makes you happy until you turn into stardust. Then, it’s light out.”
I kid you not, that’s what she said and I admit it sounds a bit like a caricature of what a non-believer might say, but I’m not making it up. Several like-minded people in the crowd agreed with her.
I cannot think of a bleaker existence.
Other than the just blanket remark of “be nice,” it all, whether intended or not, turns into a self-serving existence. A self-serving existence can only ever provide temporal happiness and it will quickly devolve into believing any means justify the ends.
The quick, concise answer to what is the point of life is: The purpose of life is to know, love, and serve God in this life so that we may be happy with Him in the next.
Round of applause for all of you who still have the memorized.
The purpose of life is to use your God-given gifts to bring light and love into the world. That will require some sacrifice. It will require some suffering. It will require discipline. It will require that you place others before yourself. We hate to hear that in our self-obsessed society, but it’s true.
The more you focus on yourself, the less happy you will be. That is not to say you should utterly ignore yourself or don’t enjoy life or anything like that. But, I hope we can look around our “ME!” centered society and see that we are more unhappy, more anxious, more depressed, more listless than ever before.
The Holy Spirit animates our lives and helps us to use our gifts in service for the Lord, which will
always be fulfilling, challenging, engaging, and enriching for, not only ourselves, but others.
“If we live in the Spirit, let us also follow in the Spirit,” Catholic Pilgrims.
Have a very blessed Feast of Pentecost.
*Cathedral-Basilica of St. Louis, St. Louis, MO
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