Why is it that so few come to God?

“If, then, God is so easy to find and can be discovered either through the beauty of the stars or in every tiny pleasure of earth, which like a sea shell speaks of the ocean of Divinity, why is it that so few come to Him?”

-Fulton J Sheen, Peace Of Soul, 1949

Photo taken at St. Anthony Franciscan Monastery and Shrines in Kennebunk.


18 thoughts on “Why is it that so few come to God?

    1. Obviously there is no one or right answer to Fr. Sheen’s question posed in his book, nor would I be able to answer it.

      The following is my very personal experience in response to your comment.

      I know too well the fear of opening my heart to temporal things since they one day will be taken away. Then I remind myself that all that I love is a manifestation of God’s ever-present love. God is in my heart and I feel God’s love awaken most when I’m taking in the “beauty of the stars or in every tiny pleasure of earth, which like a sea shell speaks of the ocean of Divinity.” There are times I feel like I’d “love” to have a closed heart because to love temporal beings and nature can be painful when they pass on, sometimes tragically or too soon, or betray us, but look! There’s a chipmunk, a beautiful sunrise, a stunning snowfall, food in the fridge, a card from a friend, my pet degus being silly, a pretty bird looking inside my window, old books written by brilliant minds waiting to be read, recipes to try, a loving husband…for me, I’d have a hard time closing my heart to the Divine present in those creations.

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            1. When my kids were small I laid down to take a nap, and I had a dream I walked into an atrium of a huge house. For minute I just looked around. The floor was a glowing burled wood with pillars made of marble supporting the ceiling. There were plants everywhere. Bushy ferns and potted trees tucked into corners. And I could hear a water fountain splashing somewhere. Suddenly a cat comes out and walked over to me. It’s fur was so white it sparkled. It purred and rubbed up against my leg.
              I thought to myself,”I am going to pet this cat!” It was so beautiful and fluffy.
              But as I leaned down I heard a voice say,”That’s not your cat. Tell Laura, Sugar is waiting for her in her house.”
              Laura is the name of my husband’s step-mom. She’s a retired New Orleans police officer who never had children, but she has had lots of cats.
              So I called her and told her my dream, asked her if it meant anything to her, and she replied that Sugar the cat had passed away and was in her freezer until the ground was thawed enough to bury him.
              I’d like to think Timmy is all healed and running around his own very large lettuce patch in your heavenly home waiting for you to join him.
              I don’t think God loses anything that brings us joy. ❤️

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            2. That’s am amazing story! Wow!

              I love this: “I’d like to think Timmy is all healed and running around his own very large lettuce patch in your heavenly home waiting for you to join him. I don’t think God loses anything that brings us joy.”

              Thank you, that is so lovely!

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  1. Your question, “Why is it that so few come to God?”

    “Either Jesus is who he says he is, or he’s a bad man. What’s ruled out is the middle ground (that a lot of people take today), which is, ‘I don’t think he’s God, but he’s a very interesting, inspiring religious teacher.’ Actually, he’s a dangerous, strange figure. We must either be with him or against him. He compels a choice the way no other religious founder does.”
    — Bishop Robert Barron
    from Catholicism

    My answer is that God forces a choice that for most people is very hard. Also we have to place control into the hands that for most people is an unseen God and out of our own control.

    Your post today comes after a soul moving experience at Mass today. An aged man sat in the pew behind my wife and I. It was obvious that he was in discomfort if not outright pain. He had a tracheotomy and slow to move. He had great difficulty going forward to receive communion, but he made it to receive what we believe to be the body of our lord. The faith and strength of this man in truth brought tears to my eyes. While Fulton Sheen is right that so few come to him, I will say those that do, come with great strength. Perhaps one day I will grow to have this man’s faith.

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    1. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on this. That’s a moving story from this morning, thank you for sharing it.


  2. Oooo…..good question! Based on personal experience I think people don’t come to God because they don’t know they can have a relationship with him where they can talk to him and he will talk back. And they don’t know he likes them.

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    1. I think many people don’t feel worthy, or are afraid or angry with God. Many are atheists. This is why I love the quote from the late Fr. Sheen so much; it’s almost Native American in its sentiment. I see connecting with nature as a form of worship and comfort. Except for black files at al!

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      1. 😂. Lol! Ew! And mosquitoes. (What would happen if you woke up tomorrow morning and everything you hadn’t thanked God for the night before disappeared?)Although Ms. Corrie Tenboom’s experience with the Nazis would make me thankful for fleas.
        I was caught between my science classes telling me there was no proof of God and believers saying you have to believe in God without proof.
        So, in frustration, I shouted out at the sky outside and asked him if he was there would he just tell me. Nothing prepared me for the shock of him answering back!
        Have you read Brother Lawrence?


            1. I’ve had that book for many years. It’s worth reading more than once. Also, didn’t know if you knew that it’s Archbishop Sheen. 🙂

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            2. I’ll definitely have to add it to my “to read” list! And I do know he was the Archbishop, but thought it was still correct to address him as Fr. I guess not. Thanks. 🙂 In his book he didn’t give himself any titles as the author, just his name.

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