Reflection for Septmber 12

I had finally begun to see that my faith was not about belief in something irrational or about a blind connection to something unreal or about “belief” at all. As I worked in the soup kitchen, tried to pray, planned liturgies, and dealt with my brother’s illness, what I came to understand was that my faith had to be grounded in experience, or in “impulses,” as Simone Weil put it, “of an essentially and manifestly different order.” Faith for me was about the accumulation of these experiences, not abstractions, not believing, as the White Queen said to Alice, “six impossible things before breakfast.” (Nora Gallagher, Practicing Resurrection)