A few weeks ago I attended daily Mass,
and the first reading was from the epistle of St. James. The very first
sentence was: “Do not complain, brothers and sisters, about one another, that
you may not be judged.”
“Do not complain?” Is that what St.
James actually wrote? He obviously doesn’t realize complaining is now America’s
National Pastime, having eclipsed the game of baseball decades ago. We love to
complain. Nine out of ten Americans are convinced the right to complain is enshrined
in the U.S. Constitution, listed right after the right to freedom of speech,
the right to freedom of religion, and the right to have free wifi service
wherever we go.
After the lector read that first
sentence from St. James, I didn’t hear anything else. I was too busy thinking
instead about how much I complain all the time, and how I do it with such
self-righteous gusto. The things I complain about are wide-ranging: the
weather, taxes, politicians, distracted drivers on the highway, and all the
customers I have to deal with at work. I also complain quite a bit about other
people who complain too much.
Sometimes, I even complain about
people who complain too little. Maybe you know folks like this. They have such
gentle and serene personalities, they always give other people the benefit of
the doubt. Whenever a situation arises, which in my view would be the perfect
opportunity to launch into a major complaint, these folks say things like,
“Well, maybe he’s under a lot of stress,” or, “I’m sure she didn’t mean it that
way,” or, “We should pray for them.”
That drives me nuts. They’ve wasted a
golden opportunity to spend the next 20 minutes whining and moaning about people
who (again, in my view) totally deserve it. Sometimes when these uncomplaining
souls leave the room, I’m compelled to complain about them.
The words from St. James do not simply
offer a general instruction to avoid complaining. He wrote his epistles to
believers, and he clearly said we are not to complain “about one another.” This
means we should not complain about other people in the Church, especially our
fellow parishioners.
At first, someone may be tempted to
think, “Since Christians are close to Jesus and His very serene and forgiving
Spirit, they surely are less likely to complain than are secular people.”
Well, I hate to say it, but if my experience
is typical, being a member of various parishes over the years, then believers
in Christ are just as likely to complain as are non-believers, maybe even more
so.
Without getting into any details or
naming any names (mostly because I’d have to repeatedly name myself), some of
the most mean-spirited and nasty complaints I’ve ever heard have occurred in a
church setting. When you think about it, there are just so many different
things a professional complainer can target: the Mass is too long; the Mass is
too short; the homilies are boring; the music is awful; the flowers on the
altar are ugly; the parking lot is a pain; someone sat in MY pew; the priest is
always talking about money; there’s another typo in the bulletin; and when I
called the rectory at 2 a.m. because my uncle was taken to the hospital, they
did not call me back right away!
The final part of St. James’ sentence
explains why we should not complain about our fellow believers: “….that you may
not be judged.”
In the gospels, Jesus made it clear
that the way we judge others will be the same way God judges us. If we’re quick
to find fault with others, just think of the field day God will have uncovering
our faults. Hmm, that doesn’t sound so good.
I think it might be time for a New
Year’s Resolution, even though it’s the middle of July: let’s stop complaining,
especially about people in the Church. If we start giving other people the
benefit of the doubt and avoid complaints, it not only will make us feel a lot
better, it will cause God to give us the benefit of the doubt. And speaking
personally, I really need that.
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