Today marked the beginning of the holiest and the most penitential season in the Liturgical year.
“The Father is from none, not made nor created nor begotten. The Son is from the Father alone, not made nor created but begotten. The Holy Spirit is from the father and the Son, not made nor created nor begotten but proceeding.”
How is the Son from the father, but not made nor created. What is begotten?
What does it mean that the Holy Spirit is proceeding? How is the Holy Spirit from the Father and the Son?
The father is. That one’s easy.
Now, God is very powerful, omnipotent even. Therefore, His thoughts are very powerful. So when He contemplates, He contemplates powerfully. When anything contemplates something, they form an image in their mind. I think of an apple, I have an image of an apple in my mind. It’s not an apple, but it is as like an apple as my mind can create.
God is not limited in His contemplation. He can contemplate completely; he thinks of an apple completely, and in His mind comes not just an image of an apple, but an actual apple. This is how the Son is begotten. God contemplates Himself so powerfully and so completely that He create sin His mind not an image of Himself, but Himself. Therefore we have God from God. The Son isn’t created, but He comes form the Father, not Himself. They are both God because they are both perfect.
The Holy Spirit comes from love. When a husband and wife love each other perfectly (as perfectly as they can), they produce fruit (children). The husband gives fully. The wife receives fully. Children proceed from this bond.
When God the Father gives love fully to His Son, and the Son receives that love fully from the Father, it produces fruit. But God’s love is entirely perfect, with no exceptions, therefore the fruit is perfect. And since it is perfect, it is God. Thus the Spirit proceeds form the Father and the Son.
They re all one God, because they share a divine nature, and are thus completely perfect. They are one God because they have one nature. They are three persons because they have three roles in the loving of God (giver, receiver, proceeder).
PAX TECVM QVOD TE AMAT DEVS
I don’t know what it is.
It might be because I’m only feeling true sorrow now, or it might be because I am finding so much beauty in sorrow.
At the Cross her station keeping
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
Through her Heart, His sorrow sharing,
All His bitter anguish bearing,
Lo! the piercing sword had passed.
O how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother, highly blessed,
Of the Sole-Begotten One.
Mournful, with Heart’s prostration,
Mother meek, the bitter Passion
Saw She of Her glorious Son.
Who on Christ’s dear Mother gazing,
In Her trouble so amazing,
Born of woman, would not weep?
Who on Christ’s dear Mother thinking,
Such a cup of sorrow drinking,
Would not share Her sorrow deep?
For His people’s sins rejected,
Saw Her Jesus unprotected.
Saw with thorns, with scourges rent.
Saw Her Son from judgement taken,
Her Beloved in death forsaken,
Till His Spirit forth He sent.
Fount of love and holy sorrow,
Mother, may my spirit borrow
Somewhat of your woe profound.
Unto Christ with pure emotion,
Raise my contrite heart’s devotion,
To read love in every wound.
Those Five Wounds on Jesus smitten,
Mother! in my heart be written,
Deep as in your own they be.
You, your Saviour’s Cross did bare,
You, your Son’s rebuke did share.
Let me share them both with Thee.
In the Passion of my Maker,
Be my sinful soul partaker,
Weep ‘til death and weep with you.
Mine with you be that sad station,
There to watch the great salvation,
Wrought upon the atoning Tree.
Virgin, you of virgins fairest,
May the bitter woe Thou bearest
Make on me impression deep.
Thus Christ’s dying may I carry,
With Him in His Passion tarry,
And His Wounds in memory keep.
May His Wound both wound and heal me,
He enkindle, cleanse, strengthen me,
By His Cross my hope and stay.
May He, when the mountains quiver,
From that flame which burns forever,
Shield me on the Judgement Day.
Jesus, may Your Cross defend me,
And Your Mother’s prayer befriend me;
Let me die in Your embrace.
When to dust my dust returns,
Grant a soul, that to You yearns,
In Your paradise a place.
now is one of those times.
Thanks for this question!
It’s true the world has seen the rise and fall of many different cultures each with their own traditions and religions.
But how can the existence of a million failed religions devalue a thriving religion - if we can accept that religion to be truth.
How can the existence of a million lies devalue one solid truth?
My simple answer as to why I personally can come to believe in religion in these times is because God is still real. He was, He is, and He will ever be. My religion is about building that relationship with him and also taking the Love He gives freely and sharing it with others.
As for proving the existence of God, I’ll leave that to my friend St. Thomas Aquinas. Check Out his proofs here.
You mention that the religions of ancient peoples have “falled due to irreconcilable facts”. And that is valid. People stopped believing in the god of the mountain when they could explain volcanic activity with scientific facts. That is partially the reason why Christianity and specifically Catholicism holds true even today. This religion does not go against science or the scientific way of perceiving the Universe because it is also a search for truth and there can only be one truth. But religion does teach us in ways that science can’t (just as science teaches us things that religion can’t). Religion causes us to imagine and to contemplate the abstract and intangible things of this world and the next.
Sorry about taking such a long time to answer, I hope this clears everything up :D