Defeating the Death Within Us

Detail of a classical oil painting by Tiziano showing Mary with dark hair gazing upward in serene devotion and spiritual contemplation.

Tiziano - The Assumption - Particular

Happiness does not lie in beauty, efficiency, or health. Happiness is being loved and being able to love.
— Archibishop Mario Delpini
Archbishop Mario Delpini Mary Can Defeat the Death Within Us

Archbishop of Milan Mario Delpini - Mary Can Defeat the Death Within Us

The Man of Death sows the doubt that the resurrection is a deception. God's answer is the Assumption of Mary, a foretaste of the destiny that awaits us.

And so two men meet—or rather, clash: the Man of Death and the Man of the Resurrection. Perhaps the first is called Adam, or perhaps simply "Man"; the second can only be called Jesus.

The Man of Death says: "This much is clear: everyone dies, and there is no trace of the resurrection."

The Man of the Resurrection says: "One can choose to live in despair. One can also choose to trust the promise. Whoever believes in me will never die."

The Man of Death says: "Yes, it is right to think that there is eternal life. In every man and woman there is indeed an immortal soul. But the body is mortal: it is born, lives, dies, and decays. The body is a kind of prison that keeps the soul from being free and happy."

The Man of the Resurrection says: "Can this fantasy of pure spirit be called a person? Can there be a freedom that is not made of flesh and heart? Can there be a happiness that is not made of sharing in a common celebration, of being together as one body and one spirit?"

The Man of Death says: "Perhaps that would be nice. Who knows? True, we don't know much about the soul. But we know a great deal about the body. Everyone can see how fragile the body is. The body is embarrassing. The body is never perfect. The body is a source of unhappiness. It's always too fat or too small, too old or too sick. Countless men and women are tormented by their own bodies. How can they be happy if they're condemned to remain in that body for eternity?"

The Man of the Resurrection says: "The mortal body is subject to death, but it will be raised a glorious body. No one can imagine what that will be like. This is not science fiction. But look at me; touch me. A ghost does not have flesh and bones, as you can see I have."

The Man of Death says: "And yet you suffered; you were humiliated, mistreated, killed. You did not escape cruelty—you have a body that can be chained and abused. So how can you speak well of the body? How can anyone speak well of sick bodies, of bodies ruined and marked by disability?"

The Man of the Resurrection says: "Every person, just as they are, can be happy. Happiness does not lie in beauty, efficiency, or health. Happiness is being loved and being able to love. The fullness of happiness is to love with all your heart, with all your mind, with all your strength, with all that you are. The wounds I bear on my risen body are the revelation that love has been brought to fulfillment: even in suffering I have loved, and I have made men and women capable of loving."

The Man of Death says: "You present a mystery as if it were a fact. But I stick to the facts. I do not believe in mysteries; I believe in science. And science is unequivocal: every living being is destined to die. And so the living bodies of men and women, like those of animals, soon come to their end in this precarious life. Let's stick to the facts!"

The Man of the Resurrection says: "You speak of facts as if they were the truth. You speak of science as if it were the only way to know the world. I speak of the truth; my word is truth. I am the truth: and the truth of the world, of life, and of death can be known only through me."

The Man of Death says: "But who do you claim to be? I speak of common sense and shared experience. I speak of the beautiful body that grows old and ugly and gets ready to die. I speak of the pleasure that can be enjoyed for a little while. As the poet says: 'How fair is youth, and yet how quickly it flees. Let whoever wishes to be joyful, be so; of tomorrow there is no certainty.' That is what the body is for: to squeeze out a moment of pleasure. Then come the long days of suffering."

The Man of the Resurrection says: "And yet common sense knows there is a seed of hope in the human soul, a longing for tomorrow. Common sense knows that pleasure stolen from the body is like a poison, sweet on the tongue but bitter once it takes root in the soul, in thought, in remorse. I have lived and taught so that you may recognize that we are made to love—with a fruitful love, a love that makes those who love one another better. This is my commandment: love one another as I have loved you."

The Man of the Resurrection shares his glory with Mary, his Mother, and invites us to look at the great sign of the woman clothed with the sun—the promise and the call to glory for all God's children.

The Man of Death says nothing more.

He is dead.

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