I agree that it
could be a form of idolatry, and I used to wonder why people do it. My wife likes to pray in front of the statues placed around the church, but I really had no desire to do so. I asked her why she liked to do it, and she told me that it gives her a sense of connection, and that it makes her feel more like they are really there with her. So I tried it myself. Since I play music at the church, I have a key so I did this all alone so it would be quiet and I’d have no distractions – plus I didn’t want to feel like a hypocrite. Finally, one time when I knelt before the statue of the Virgin Mary, I swore she came alive. She moved ever so slightly, and seemed like she was breathing. I even thought I saw her wink at me.
Of course, since I’m an unrepentant engineer, I sought a worldly explanation for how that happened. After some time I realized that while I was gazing upward, focused on her face, the stones in the background made a bit of a pattern. When I made even the slightest move, I could detect an apparent change in the position of the statue in relation to the stones in the background. Then I realized the movements were actually my own and they were slight enough that I didn’t feel them but saw their effects. Therefore, due to
parallax, it appeared the statue had actually moved. It was kind of like looking up at a tall building with clouds above, giving the illusion that the building was falling over on me.
As far as the breathing, I realized that when I breathe, I make movements ever so slightly and bingo. It looks like she is breathing exactly in sync with me. So not only did she seem to be alive, it felt like she was empathizing with my very breathing, and it honestly was a comforting image. As for the wink, I finally noticed that it usually took a minute or two of gazing for that to happen. My theory is that it is like anything you stare at for a long time. If you fix your eyes in one place, things will seem to fade and “flicker” a bit. I hold to this theory as of today.
Ever since then, whenever I feel particularly troubled or once in a while when I don’t, I go into the church (my favorite was is to go alone and when it is dark out, and the church is lit only by light coming in the windows and the candles) and pray before the statues, giving me the sense of connection to a real, live Mary – or Jesus, or St. Jude, etc. :console:
Alan