It really freaks me out to read these autobiographies of Saints that suffer as if God and Jesus love to see pain…sounds like He is some kind of sadist…no disrespect meant, just trying to wrap myself around it.
Take St. Gemma for example…a holy person, pure virgin, etc…but is suffering from a horrible disease and says she is a cesspit of sin and for God to pour on the pain…make it hurt…make it hurt bad…punish me hard for my sinfulness…and almost like God is approving of this and loves to see her suffer with no compassion.
If she was that sinful and was in need of that level of purification, I have no chance of heaven, my friends, and most of the people I know don’t either.
This really creeps me out.
Suffering severe physical or emotional pain for God, in my view, is rather similar in its spiritual merits to fasting or “giving things up” for God that we really want to keep.
My view on it is this: It is not the
suffering that God loves. It is the faith that shines out so purely and so exquisitely gloriously in the people who suffer for Him.
I’d recommend dwelling more on the indescribable beauty of Jesus Christ’s sacrifice for us. For that is what our suffering for God resembles. Jesus Christ’s suffering for us shows those who believe in Him the fullness and indescribable depth of God’s love for us. It shows us just how much he loves us. Thus his suffering, even as it makes me grieve as I meditate on it, also is a constant, wondrous expression of love.
That is what our suffering for Christ is. God can see how we are suffering on His behalf, and that intensifies His love for us in the same way that His suffering on our behalf intensifies our love for Him. It makes us more purely united with His identity too, for those who suffer for God (Love) are united more fully with the wounds Jesus suffered out of love for us.
I’ve experienced this a little myself . . . when I was Protestant in the process of converting to Catholicism, I got some verbal flak over my new beliefs. I am the only one in my family (that I know of) who is Catholic. One time, when receiving that flak, I had this sudden, overwhelming and instantaneous sense of bliss, a feeling of love cascading down upon me. I was filled with joy. I felt spiritually as though a crown of love was being set on my head.
That was the result of the culmination of some experiences of suffering and emotional pain over conversion that I’d been having for quite some time. The Lord just suddenly sent the feeling of His love washing all over and throughout me, because I was going through it for Him.
A smaller scale example: I love to fence (the swordplay). One time, a student who was new at it was being put through drills she didn’t know about, so she asked me how to do them. We were all standing in a straight line, in formation, about to start the drills. I asked the instructor to demonstrate the drill, and he said no because he thought I was joking and didn’t have a real reason for asking. So I demonstrated the drill for this student in front of the class myself, breaking formation and just doing the thing so she could see how it was done. Which of course drew eyes. So after that the student came to really really like me, because I’d done something potentially embarrassing to help her.
That’s the same principle occurring on a really really small scale. When someone suffers for you or inconveniences himself for you, you like them a lot more as a consequence. Jesus’ Passion is central to why we love Him. So our suffering for Christ, which reveals our faith, can dramatically enhance our unity with the Love we are laying ourselves aside for.