When Johann Baptist Metz was asked to describe the meaning of religion in one word, he replied with Unterbrechung – German for interruption.
Outstanding, right? Because when we hear this, we must then consider what, in our lives, must be interrupted.
Is it the self-satisfaction that characterizes much of religious practice? (Or the self-satisfaction that turns away from it?)
Is it the speed of our lives or any elements of egotism that hides within that speed?
Or maybe it is an interruption from anything that keeps us from the love we are meant for?
How can we cultivate the disposition to welcome this Unterbrechung?