“LaBeouf was at his mother’s bedside in Los Angeles when she passed, and he has some interesting/terrifying/evangelical thoughts about her passing.
‘My mother was full of fear in her last moments: asking the doctor what this tube was and what that machine did. She was frantic. She was deeply interested in God and spirituality her whole life, but she didn’t know him. Hence her last moments. Her greatest gift to me was to promote, in her dying, the necessity of a relationship with God. Not an interest, not just a belief, but a relationship built on proof as tangible as a hug. Her last gift to me was the ultimate persuasion for faith. She was a good girl. She was loved by many and known by too few. God bless you, Momma.’”
Shia LaBeouf is a recent covert to Catholicism, but the zeal of a new convert doesn’t excuse his dispassionate and disturbing perspective on the death of his mother.
It’s understandable that an octogenarian would be apprehensive, indeed fearful, of the machinery that is keeping her alive on her death bed. There is no sin in being afraid of death or the pain that often accompanies death. LaBeouf is way off base implicitly criticizing his mother for being fearful in her last moments.
The deeply religious, whether they’re Catholics or evangelicals are deeply narcissistic, they view everything through a prism of how it affects their walk with God.
Had I been present at my mom’s deathbed, I would have done anything in my power to alleviate her physical and emotional suffering, and I would have been contemplating all the good that she had done in her life, especially all the good that she had done for me.
This narcissistic actor is essentially saying, “My mom’s agonizing death is a gift from God, He is showing me how unbelievers die in misery. I’m so glad I have a relationship with Him.”
Catholics, and especially evangelicals, are so obsessed with their relationship with Jesus Christ, whom they have never seen, that they neglect relationships with their friends and family whom they see every blessed day.