My brother has had some pointed conversations in the past about my faith. During those times he’s proudly proclaimed himself to be an atheist. Personally, I wonder if he said it just to be purposefully provocative. If he’s an atheist, he’s not much of one.
He called me yesterday. He’s a little freaked out about our mother who was admitted into the hospital over the weekend. Mom came home to the Catholic Church the Ash Wednesday after I was confirmed. Since we share our faith, I don’t l feel the same bleakness as when my uncle passed away, who was also an atheist. There’s lots of things we can do, and so far we’ve started prayer requests and petitioned the appropriate Saints, lit candles and broken out our Lourdes water. This morning, I went to mass.
My brother admitted there was little we could do but pray. I told him that must be hard to do as an atheist. I feel like I was a little harsh on him, but I’m losing my patience being one of the lone Christians in my family. They can be awfully critical until it comes to a time of crisis. The Church gives us ways to deal with these things, I wish those I loved would get on board.