A Priest is called to make us examine our conscience. It is fundamental to his call as a Priest. And the more it hurts, the more likely he is pricking your conscience where it needs to be pricked.
It is precisely because my conscience is constantly “pricked” regarding each of my “decisions” of those 16 years that I am continually re-examining these issues. I doubt there will ever be an end to that.
Orionthehunter said,
“Your mother might have taught you alot about the dignity of life and natural death but I don’t think you have learned the lesson. If you only see negative (human toll), you are missing the real lesson about unconditional love.”
Well, I guess, the “real” lesson is learned slowly, again and again over the course of a life. Perhaps one thing I learned from my mother regarding this topic is that I don’t, so easily, question her judgement anymore.
Orionthehunter said,
“…I’m not just talking about the premature hastening of your brother’s death. I’m talking about not allowing you to take the easy out.”
Believe me when I thank you for your concern about helping me make the right choice. I suppose I need to clarify something from my earlier posts. The controversy over Terry Schiavo’s life and death brought me to the realization that, although I believed I knew exactly what I would do if the decision were mine to make, in fact I have no idea what I would do in that position. Despite my proximity, the decision was never mine. I should also say that, in my memory, I never pushed mom in one direction or the other.
To this day, it is my belief that my brother died in the car accident. I’m not going to enter the useless discussion regarding “when the soul leaves the body,” although I have spent many years with it in the past. Because he died in the car accident the question is not about “healing” or about requirements of care. In my opinion advances in emergency medicine create these patients and then dump them on families and on society to deal with as they see fit. The decision regards only the humane, dignified treatment of a living corpse. Our dilema as Catholics arises from the ridiculous oxomoron of the last sentence. We thought that 2000 years and war and abortion and euthanasia had brought us to all of our CORRECT decisions regarding the dignity of human life. And then in the last 40 years medicine dumps these patients on us and the categories don’t fit anymore. The patient’s body breaths, eats, defacates, sleeps, snores, rests, gets excited (for 28 years my mother has been telling people that my brother reacted differently to me than to anyone else entering his room- this is one of the many peices of evidence she used to argue he “was still there.” I did not agree with how she characterized his reaction to my entrance). But the patient is not there (I am referring to my brother-- other posters have told us of other dificult experiences and I have no comment on the similarity, or lack it, to my brother’s), and that is the distinction I wish to make. Of course, Catholic teaching is clear regarding the care of sick people, terminally or otherwise. But what if the only sick thing in all of this is that that the patient died but body didn’t?
Orionthehunter said,
“God decided to give your mother, you and your family this cross.”
I guess it was probably two weeks or so after the accident that my Dad first said, “God wouldn’t have given us this if he didn’t know we could handle it.” Another version of the same thought, “Whatever doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.” Yes, meeting the trials of life either kills us or make us stronger. God wants us to learn his love from our life here, yes all true. All true.