Even if a unity of faith is not possible, a unity of love is.
Hans Urs Von BalthasarRead
But the saints are never the kind of killjoy spinster aunts who go in for faultfinding and lack all sense of humor. (Nor should the Karl Barth who so loved and understood Mozart be regarded as such.)For humor is a mysterious but unmistakable charism inseparable from Catholic faith, and neither the "progressives" nor the "integralists" seem to possess it - the latter even less than the former.
Interpretation
Humor is an essential part of faith, and true believers embrace joy rather than negativity.
This quote emphasizes that genuine spirituality and faith should be accompanied by a sense of humor and joy. It criticizes those who approach religion with a critical and joyless attitude, asserting that humor is a vital expression of faith that connects believers with deeper truths, and suggests that certain groups within the faith may lack this essential quality.
In practice
In a sermon, you might say, 'Remember, even the saints were not without humor, for joy is part of our faith.'
Even if a unity of faith is not possible, a unity of love is.
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Mad; adj. Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence; not conforming to standards of thought, speech, and action derived by the conformants from study of themselves; at odds with the majority; in short, unusual. It is noteworthy that persons are pronounced mad by officials destitute of evidence that they themselves are sane.
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