Where Author Richard Rodriguez Sees the Face of God

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

“Why do you believe in God?” Kaya Oakes wanted to know. The question was her opening salvo to fellow author Richard Rodriguez on a sunny September afternoon in the Temescal neighborhood of Oakland, California.

The occasion was a public conversation cum double-whammy book signing sponsored by the Sagrada Sacred Arts bookstore.

Oakes would be signing copies of her Catholicism-to-atheism-and-back-to-Catholicism memoir, Radical Reinvention: An Unlikely Return to the Catholic Church. And Richard Rodriguez, also a Catholic, would be signing the paperback release of his 2013 essay collection, Darling: A Spiritual Autobiography.

“Do I believe in God?” Rodriguez mused. He didn’t seem to want to answer the question on its own terms. Instead he said, “I feel a commitment to Jesus and the life of Jesus,” then he proceeded to tell a story about Mother Teresa.

During  her 1987 visit to San Quentin State Prison just north of San Francisco, Rodriguez reported, the diminutive Mother Teresa addressed a group of painfully respectful death row inmates. “If you want to see the face of God,” she told the men, “look at the prisoner standing next to you.”

Then she added, “I see the face of God when I look at you.”

Later,  Rodriguez, Oakes, and their audience strolled the few blocks from Faith Presbyterian Church, where the conversation took place, to Sagrada Sacred Arts bookstore on Telegraph Avenue.

There, surrounded by candles, crystals, meditation bells, icons, and, of course, books, Rodriguez signed copies of Darling. When my turn came to to get my book signed and chat with the author, the conversation turned philosophical, and Rodriguez repeated Mother Teresa’s words, “I see the face of God when I look at you.”

I was touched. I studied Rodriguez’ lovely Mexican American face for a moment and thought, “Yeah. If God had a face, it would look pretty much like that.”

More Thoughts From Richard Rodriguez:

• Do I consider myself a gay writer? No, I consider myself a morose writer.

• The violence in the world right now tells me that men are afraid of women. It’s the old tyranny of the male, but I think the male is more insecure than ever.

• After 9/11 I wanted to go toward Islam. I wanted to know what the energy was.

• 

  Not to have read the Qur’an is to be half-educated right now.

• America is a religion. As a Christian, I’m not in complete synch with America.

• It is possible to be a believer and be in darkness.

• When I write, things come to me that I didn’t originate. They just come to me.

• Really good writing is sitting in place so that it happens when you are at your desk where you can write it down, and not when you are out jogging.

• Everything seems to participate in mystery – the Paris subway, Elvis, Las Vegas. There is nothing you can’t write about, because everything is coated with mystery.

If you enjoyed this post, you might like, “Dead Stuff — Which I Will Be Too One of These Days” and “Impermanence–Everything Changes and So Can We.”

“Darling: A Spiritual Autobiography,” by Richard Rodriguez, Penguin, $16, paper.

“Radical Reinvention: An Unlikely Return to the Catholic Church,” Kaya Oakes,  Counterpoint, $15.95, paper.