Submitted for your approval: the story of one Simon Van Booy, whose wife died suddenly last year, apparently from Marfan syndrome, leaving him alone with their now 4-year-old daughter Madeleine. Van Booy poignantly discusses his relationship with his daughter, his role as a single father, her interest in princesses, etc.
I especially like this part:
“Living together means that we sometimes have to manufacture our own kind of happiness, because the world’s idea of it is out of sync with our reality.”
We cannot understand each other’s pain unless we are willing to listen and share it. But most people don’t want to talk about their pain, and they don’t want to really talk about other people’s pain, unless those other people are a thousand miles away, physically or metaphorically.
Those who advocate “dialogue” really want to force others to see the good in the false ideologies they are inclined towards. Those who sympathize with Protestant criticisms of the Church are quickest to say we need “dialogue” with Protestants, yet their idea of “dialogue” is to list all the reasons they agree with Protestants while shutting out those they disagree with. Same with those who talk of “dialogue” with Marxism, “dialogue” with Obama, etc.
As far as dialogue between ideologies goes, only Nixon can go to China.
But for dialogue with individuals, that has to happen where live, and it has to acknowledge that the hand God deals us in life is the one we play. It isn’t about looking at someone in misery and saying, “Here, we have to solve this.” It isn’t about Charismatic healing prayers or liberal political activism. It’s about meeting people as people.