The Grace of Discontentment

“One of the biggest impediments to the spiritual life is that we are not sufficiently unhappy, and we are too willing to settle for a compromise with life, a compromise for temporary comfort. But for some people, this is either not good enough, or their suffering is so intense that it does not allow such a compromise, and they become rich in spirit” John Butler

We need to see our deep discontentment as a Grace, a mysterious door, and spiritual guide. Instead we often fear these feelings and we seek distraction into activity and illusion, hoping that such activity will give us control over this hidden dark abyss within. But the opposite is true, it is stillness, awareness, and the embrace of this emptiness that opens up a rich and immensely satisfying spiritual life.

 

Oct 2016

Don’t Cut Corners

“Great souls pay much attention to little things” Escriva.

“How you do anything is how you do everything” Rohr

“The little things are the big things” unknown

If these maxims are supposed to hold for all types of temperaments and personalities then it must be about more than being a detail oriented person.

I think the underlying virtue here is having the humility to surrender oneself fully to the present moment and not skip over the present details. It is also a kind of reverence before the Divine presence that leads one to truly care for the little things and not to try and control the whole agenda, or be the judge.

1cor13: “Love is patient, love is kind….”     and does not cut corners!

 

Oct 2016

Acceptance and Discernment

The spiritual teacher, pragmatist Byron Katie writes in Loving What Is, “The only time we suffer is when we believe a thought that argues with what is. When the mind is perfectly clear, what is is what we want.”

I am still grappling with this spiritual principle of acceptance. For some reason I feel it is too passive a response to the world, and does not account for the call to battle injustice and struggle for what is right. On the other hand I can see the ill affects within me of clinging to false identity and ego that causes unnecessary suffering. The illusion that I should be in more control of my life sets up so much disappointment, angst, fear, and discontent. Control is an illusion, so in that sense I can see the profound spiritual insight of Katie’s that we just need to “Love what is”

This raises the question of how strategic one should really be about their life. Is a beautiful vocation born of planning and striving toward a goal or simply accepting and fully embracing what comes to us?

If Virtue is the mean between extremes, then perhaps the virtue or art of discernment is the balance between actively seeking the good, and just letting it come to us, and being transformed by loving what is. The planning out and thinking forward is balanced by the waiting for doors to open and circumstances to confirm before stepping through.

Do we need Religion and Piety

All this human effort and structure to try to access God and grace?

Is is just another ego project, and a futile striving, or is it the necessary and ordinary path to sanctity?

The answer hinges on on Love.

If acts of piety are done humbly and lovingly like a child, then it is something beautiful for God and useful for us. It is like a young boy bringing a little gift to his dad. The dad has no need of it but he treasures it and it moves him and the relationship deepens because the boy made an effort. Piety is the little boy’s gift brought over an over to the father. If it becomes boring and devoid of any inspiration it may because we have lost the childlike humility and love. If the act of piety, whatever it is, be it mass, Rosary, night prayer, act on faith, sign of the cross, meditation, reading, is an act of love it does not matter what we experience from it. There is great hidden fruit born for us and others.

If there is no struggle, there is no interior life. If there is no beginning again and again to attempt what seems impossible, then there is no love, and then we have true boredom.

We are called to seek God, and yet we can even begin to find him without his help. So why strive if it is all grace anyway?

Because He is often hidden in the struggle, and his grace is a cooperation with nature. Our suffering in this struggle is our greatest teacher and mentor. Not to try, not to have any plan of life seems to me a lack of love, an escape from the ordinary means God have given us.

Some would say that all religion is futile and the truly enlightened person is one that is free of all  constructed ways of seeking God. That the struggle for self improvement is somehow a block in and of itself because it is rooted in the ego. The Mystical traditions seem to transcend the organized religions they spring from, yet they do not negate them.  They go through them to a deeper state of maturity and oneness.  But there remains the need for the structure of a shared faith including the demands of love within a community to light the way to perfection.

Finally, I think religion and piety is a necessary part of human development. The Angels have no need of any of this because they are pure spirits. But we need this struggle to perfect our love for a God we cannot see, and to learn abandonment, compassion, and acceptance.

Sept. 2016

A trip to Kroeger on the Sabbath

On Sunday morning in the heart of summertime, on my way home from church, after a feast of faith, after the sacrament of word and bread,  I stop at the Kroger supermarket. The parking lot feels like an oven, and that first step in the door like a cold shower.

I have no idea what I’m shopping for, just waiting for some inspiration.

My eye is drawn to a neat trapezoidal pile of bright green limes. That’s it! I grab two and decide it will be the center piece of my dinner tonight. Culinary wheels start turning in my head but Then I’m quickly thrown off course by the blueberries. 2 packs for 5 bucks. Round balls of sweetness. Thank you Jesus. I can just taste them tomorrow morning embedded in Greek yogurt.

Moving on, I head for the fresh baked loaves. A rosemary and herbs loaf, square shaped, grabs my eye. That’s lunch today and toast tomorrow. No further deliberation needed. Pick up olives, a mozzarella ball, lunch meats.

Now back to dinner and those limes. A skirt steak is on sale, and I feel a challenge to see what I can make of this poor mans cut. Lime, onion, and and jalapeño marinade all-the-day-Long. Yes! I pass up the $15/lb rib eyes with my conscience soaring and feeling like I just paid down my mortgage.

My cart fills up row by row. Pete texts: “you bringing any food home?” I push on into pet section and hoist a big bag for Holly, then milk, eggs, fresh salsa, but Then I bog down on corn ships. There are 30 varieties and it pissing me off. But I spot a bag that says “Just corn chips, nothing added”. Some Brilliant marketing guy just cut through all the noise for me. Thanks man.

At check out, I look at the blue plastic card in my hand. A quick waive of guilt, why me?, It’s all to easy and so abundant. There starving somewhere, faceless and nameless hoards. The guilt-wave passes, and I send up a prayer of thanks for all these ingredients as they move along the belt and for the masses of humanity, God’s children, may they be fed today.  I punch in my code and sign the little screen and push my cart out into the asphalt oven and then home to a day of rest. The boys start opening bags, fixing sandwiches and chowing down,  oblivious to me just watching them and taking in all this abundance,and feasting. There are so many  gifts flowing in, around, and through this Sabbath day, this life.

Take My Yoke Upon You.

A yoke distributes a heavy load, so that it can be carried without crushing oneself. Life is heavy, and hard. So why does Jesus say this can be easy and light?

Perhaps it is our self that is so heavy. The narcissist finds no rest because the load of self is unrelenting. The Surendar and coming under another’s yoke is a release, and a rest. It is His yoke, the incarnate God-man, not ours.

There is a saying: “Life is not about me, I am about life”

Be at rest, be at peace! It’s not up to you. Surrender your will and come under the yoke of Jesus, the lordship of Christ.

 

July 9, 2017

The Samaritan Church

“Jesus Wants us to touch human misery, to touch the suffering flesh of others. Whenever we do so, our lives become wonderfully complicated and we experience intensely what it is to be a people, to be part of a whole…we do not live better when we flee, hide, refuse to share and lock ourselves up in our own comforts, such a life is nothing but a slow suicide”

Pope Francis

Santa Margarita of Cortona

Sitting  up above Cortona is a well preserved 13th century church and adjacent convent. The view of the Valley and lake below is breathtaking. Inside upon the alter is a full length glass coffin with the darkened but still uncorrupted body of st Margret. This is the last day of our family holiday in Cortona and I am taking my hour of prayer and solitude here. It is also the solemnity of the sacred heart of Jesus.  His words echoing in my mind: “I can do nothing on my own”, “I only do what I see the Father doing”, “I and the Father are one”, “Not my will but yours be done”.  His heart was one of total surrender.    Does my heart burn for the same things as Christ? For the good of the other, the care of his children.

St. Margaret was swept up in the love of a local man she could not marry and so became his mistress. She was a public sinner and an outcast of this town. But later she found her true Love, and lived a life of  service to the poor and the sick in imitation of Christ.  The love that burns in the sacred heart of Christ is the same self-emptying love that was alive in St. Margaret. Perhaps her body was so completely given, submitted and surrendered  to Christ and the service of others that God chose to supernaturally preserve. A paradoxical sign that what is completely surrendered and given away is what lasts for ever.

There is no life left in her body as I gaze upon the alter, just a sign. The “saints” give there body away in love so completely in life that it remains a possession of the Church forever. “This is my body given for you”

June 23, 2017

St. Catherine of Sienna

We are in Sienna today. Too Hot and overrun by tourists for my liking.  The grey toasty, eyeless face of this incorruptible saint is a bit much for me to take in.  Old carved up flesh seems more of a ghoulish spectacle than a way to honor this woman or draw us into the beauty of her holiness.   I turn to my smart phone to pull up some of here famous sayings:

“You are rewarded not according to your work or your time but according to the measure of your love”.

“He will provide the way and the means, such as you could never have imagined. Leave it all to Him, let go of yourself, lose yourself on the Cross, and you will find yourself entirely”.

“All the way to heaven is heaven, because Jesus said, I am the way”.

“God is closer to us than water is to a fish”.

June 19, 2017

Trinity Sunday

In the Trinity, God offers us his inner life, he opens to us endless, unfathomable depths. Open this door of Grace and you enter the heart of creation. Energy flows, circuits connect, The Father gives, the son responds, the spirit is poured out. The Trinity is meshed and mirrored in everything. It’s a Love both immanent and transcendent.

June 11, 2017