One of the things that puzzles me about people who drop out of the Catholic Church (and I know we are talking about millions and millions of people) is that they don’t seem to miss the Sacraments. I love the sacramental worldview of Catholicism and I cannot imagine ever giving up access to these sources of grace.
David Scott, in The Catholic Passion opens the fifth chapter, “The Signs and Wonders of the Sacramental Life” with a great example of finding God in sandwich-making:
“A Catholic can find God in the making of a liverwurst sandwich. Not a reminder of God, or a figment, or some trace evidence of divine beneficence, but contact with the living God, really and truly. Listen as the writer Andre Dubus describes making lunch for his daughters:
‘A sacrament is physical and within it is God’s love, as a sandwich is physical and nutritious and pleasurable, and within it is love, if someone makes it for you and gives it to you with love – even harried or tired or impatient love, but with love’s direction and concern, love’s again and again wavering and distorted focus on goodness, then God’s love too is in the sandwich…
And each motion is a sacrament, this holding of plastic bags, of knives, of bread, of cutting board… this spreading of mustard on bread, this trimming of liverwirst, of ham. All sacraments, as putting the lunches into a zippered book bag is…
I drive on the highway, to the girls’ town, to their school, and this is not simply a transition, it is my love moving by car from a place where my girls are not to a place where they are; even if I do not feel or acknowledge it, this is a sacrament. If I remember it, then I feel it too. Feeling it does not always mean that I am a happy man driving in traffic; it simply means that I know what I am doing in the presence of God.’