Thursday, November 3, 2011

"Sharing the Fruits of Contemplation" by Thomas Merton

We do not see God in contemplation—we know Him by love: for He is pure Love and when we taste the experience of loving God for His own sake alone, we know by experience Who and what He is.

True mystical experience of God and supreme renunciation of everything outside of God coincide. They are two aspects of the same thing. For when our minds and wills are perfectly free from every created attachment, they are immediately filled with the gift of God's love: not because things necessarily have to happen that way, but because this is His will, the gift of His love to us. “Everyone who has left his home or his father, or his mother, or his wife for my sake shall receive a hundredfold and shall possess eternal life.”

We experience God in proportion as we are stripped and emptied of attachment to His creatures. And when we have been delivered from every other desire we shall taste the perfection of an incorruptible joy.

God does not give His joy to us for ourselves alone, and if we could possess Him for ourselves alone we would not possess Him at all. Any joy that does not overflow from our souls and help other men to rejoice in God does not come to us from God (But do not think that you have to see how it overflows into the souls of others. In the economy of His grace, you may be sharing His gifts with someone you will never know until you get to heaven.)

If we experience God in contemplation, we experience Him not for ourselves alone but also for others.

Yet if your experience of God comes from God, one of the signs may be a great diffidence in telling others about it. To speak about the gift He has given us would seem to dissipate it and leave a stain on the pure emptiness where God's light shone. No one is more shy than a contemplative about his contemplation. Sometimes it gives him almost physical pain to speak to anyone of what he has seen of God. Or at least it is intolerable for him to speak about it as his own experience.

At the same time he most earnestly wants everybody else to share his peace and his joy. His contemplation gives him a new outlook on the world of men. He looks about him with a secret and tranquil surmise which he perhaps admits to no one, hoping to find in the faces of other men or to hear in their voices some sign of vocation and potentiality for the same deep happiness and wisdom.

He finds himself speaking of God to them men in whom he hopes he has recognized the light of his own peace, the awakening of his own secret: or if he cannot speak to them, he writes for them, and his contemplative life is still imperfect without sharing, without companionship, without communion.

At no time in the spiritual life is it more necessary to be completely docile and subject to the most delicate movements of God's will and His grace than when you try to share the knowledge of God with other men. It is much better to be so diffident that you risk not sharing it with them at all, than to throw it all away by trying to give it to other people before you have received it yourself. The contemplative who tries to preach contemplation before he himself really knows what it is, will prevent both himself and others from finding the true path to God's peace.

In the first place he will substitute his own natural enthusiasm and imagination andpoetry for the reality of the light that is in him, and he will become absorbed in the business of communicating something that is practically incommunicable: and although there is some benefit in this even for his own soul (for it is a kind of meditation on the interior life and on God) still he runs the risk of being drawn away from the simple light and silence in which God is known without words and concepts, and losing himself in reasoning and language and metaphor.

The highest vocation in the Kingdom of God is that of sharing one's contemplation with others and bringing other men to the experimental knowledge of God that is given to those who love Him perfectly. But the possibility of mistake and error is just as great as the vocation itself.

In the first place the mere fact that you have discovered something of contemplation does not yet mean that you are supposed to pass it on to somebody else. The sharing of contemplation with others implies two vocations: one to be a contemplative, and another still to teach contemplation. Both of them have to be verified.

But then, as soon as you think of yourself as teaching contemplation to others, you make another mistake. No one teaches contemplation except God, Who gives it. The best you can do is write something or say something that will serve as an occasion for someone else to realize what God wants of him.

One of the worst things about an ill-timed effort to share the knowledge of contemplation with other people is that you assume that everybody else will want to see things from your own point of view when, as a matter of fact, they will not. They will raise objections to everything that you say, and you will find yourself in a theological controversy—or worse, a pseudo-scientific one—and nothing is more useless for a contemplative than controversy. There is no point whatever in trying to make people with a different vocation get excited about the kind of interior life that means so much to you. And if they are called to contemplation, a long, involved argument full of technicalities and abstract principles is not the thing that will help them to get there.

Those who are too quick to think they must go out and share their contemplation with other men, tned to ruin their own contemplation and give false notions of it to others, but trusting too much in words and language and discourse to do the work that can only be accomplished in the depth's of man's soul by the infused light of God.

Often we will do much more to make men contemplatives by leaving them alone and minding our own business—which is contemplation itself—than by breaking in on them with what we think we know about the interior life. For when we are united with God in silence and darkness and when our faculties are raised above the level of their own natural activity, and rest in the pure, tranquil, incomprehensible could that surrounds the presence of God, our prayer and the grace that is given to us tend of their very nature to overflow invisibly through the Mystical Body of Christ, and we who dwell together invisibly in the bond of the One Spirit of God affect one another more than we can ever realize by our own union with God, by our spiritual vitality in Him.

One who has a very little of this prayer, the mere beginning of contemplation, and who scarcely even realizes anything of what he has, can do immense things for the souls of other men simply by keeping himself quietly attentive to the obscure presence of God, about which he could not possibly hope to formulate an intelligible sentence. And if he did try to start talking about it and reasoning about it, he would at once lose the little that he had of it and would help no one, least of all himself.

Therefore the best way to prepare ourselves for the possible vocation of sharing contemplation with other men is not to study how to talk and reason about contemplation, but withdraw ourselves as much as we can from talk and argument and retire into the silence and humility of heart in which God will purify our love of all its human imperfections. Then in His own time He will set our hand to the work He wants us to do, and we will find ourselves doing it without being quite able to realize how we got there, or how it all started. And by that time the work will not absorb us in a way that will disturb our minds. We will be able to keep our tranquillity and our freedom, and above all we will learn to leave the results to God, and not indulge our own vanity by insisting on quick and visible conversions in everyone we talk to.

Perhaps it looks easy on paper, and perhaps it would really be easy if we were altogether simple and made no difficulties about letting God work in us and through us. But in actual practice one of the last barricades of egoism, and one which many saints have refused to give up entirely, is this insistence on doing the work and getting the results and enjoying them ourselves. We are the ones who want to carry off the glory for the work done. And perhaps that was why some saints did not get to the highest contemplation: they wanted to do too much for themselves. And God let them get away with it.

And therefore although contemplation like all good things demands to be shared and will only be perfectly enjoyed and possessed by each one of us when it is possessed in common by all who are called to it, we must not forget that this perfect communion belongs only to heaven.

Be careful, then, of assuming that because you like certain people and are naturally inclined to choose them for your friends and share with them your natural interests, that they are also called to be contemplatives and that you must teach them all how to become so. The aptitude may or may not be there: but if it is, be content to let God take care of its development in them. Be glad if He uses you as an occasion or as an instrument, but be careful not to get in His way with your own innate instinct for companionship. For in this world it is not good to be too eager for the achievement of any, even of the best of ends; and one who knows by experience that God is always present everywhere and always ready to make Himself known to those who love Him, will not quickly prefer the uncertain value of human activity to the tranquillity and certitude of this infinite and all-important possession.


Monday, February 14, 2011

God's Hesed.



We are not stronger than God's Covenant Fidelity, His Steadfast Love, His Divine Mercy. How do we resist sin? Cling to the Divine Mercy of God. The past six or so months, I have been meditating on a certain passage of St. Faustina's diary...

"Unending is my interior astonishment that the Most High Lord is pleased in me and tells me so Himself. And I immerse myself even deeper in my nothingness, because I know what I am of myself. Still I must say that I, in return, love my Creator to folly with every beat of my heart and with every nerve; my soul unconsciously drowns in Him."

After receiving the Eucharist the other day, the last phrase is what completely raptured my heart. A new understanding of what it means to drown in the Lord absorbed my soul. 

"So many times in life I am half-submerged in Your ocean of love, half giving myself to Your will but also flailing about, trying to accomplish my own will. I frantically shout, desperate for my plan to be heard. But what does it mean to drown? I let go of me, all of my desires, and succumb to Your waves of glory. As I resist these waves no longer, I begin to sink even deeper into You. When I am completely submerged in Your ocean of love I let go of the rest of my breath, my selfishness and pride, and allow my lungs to be filled with nothing but Your sweetness. My body is now limp, but I am protected. I am fully submitted to Your will, being moved only where you want me to go, doing only those things which will bring glory to Your most merciful heart. This is what it means to drown in You. I must trust enough to lose all control, and be lead by the King of glory, constantly docile to His promptings and wishes, constantly resting with the solitary word of "fiat" on my lips. May it be done unto me according to thy words..."

Amen.

St. Faustina, Pray for us. 

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

A Family Like No Other.




My life in Austria thus far (a few short days) has been absolutely incredible. It is so refreshing to be in a completely different environment, in a place I have never seen before, hearing a language I don't understand at all. But at the same time, I feel completely at home. This has something to do with family, I suppose. I have been realizing lately how blessed we are in the Church to truly have a universal family. My mind really used to separate the blessed souls in Heaven from the souls in Purgatory and us on earth, but we are all closer together than we think. We pray for one another in and through time and space. The saints in heaven are constantly interceding for us so that we may too come to know the Lord in a close and intimate way, as they now know Him. 

We always hear the Church referred to as "the universal Church". Living in Austria is helping me to grasp that. This morning in an orientation meeting it was pointed us that someone had written us a letter to start off our semester living and studying in the Kartause (which is an old Carthusian monastery built in the 1300s.) The letter was from Fr. Marcellinus who is the Prior of La Grande Chartreuse, which is the head Carthusian monastery, located in France. He said that "our study of Sacred Scripture, Theology, and Philosophy ought to ultimately lead to wisdom and an intimate knowledge of the things of God. The ultimate goal must be to penetrate more deeply into the mystery of God and his plan of salvation. This aim is not possible without a permanent act of worship. For, it is in and through worship, that man grasps how transcendent God really is and, at the same time, realizes God as the true object of all his desires." Such an encouragement, to have that affirmation of what we have been told, and what we seek, but what we can easily forget: God is our ultimate goal, in all things. We seek to glorify Him and learn more about Him through our studies. What is He teaching us? Where is He leading us through our studies? These monks in France now belong to the same order that the monks did that lived here centuries ago, praying for all tho would later live within their walls. Thats us. Here in Gaming, today. We are a part of their lives, walking their halls and receiving their prayers. 

At 2 PM today we had a tour of Gaming, and ended up at the Catholic Church downtown for Mass at 3 PM. Going up to Communion, the great beauty of the universal Church really hit me. Distributing the body and the blood was a priest from Austria, one from America, one from China, and one from Siberia. All of these men coming together from across the globe were called by God to the ministerial priesthood to serve His children on earth. The language barrier did not matter and neither did our cultural differences, we were here as a family united in worship, as Christ's bride coming forth receive our Bridegroom. How blessed are we to be called to this banquet! Praise the Lord, we are never alone - our family within the Church is always here. 

Something else that has been really penetrating my heart is the presence of the Blessed Mother. She is always with us, and her care and prayers have been especially felt here in Europe. She is our Mother, and is constantly offering her prayers and protection. What a gift from our Lord... 

I hope to be updating this as regularly as possible. I love you all and will be praying for you. May the peace of Christ be yours in abundance. Let us trust in Him, because He knows where we need to be, and His timing is perfect.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Roman Catholic

“They will have the two-edged sword of the word of God in their mouths and the blood-stained standard of the Cross on their shoulders. They will carry the crucifix in their right hand and the rosary in their left, and the holy names of Jesus and Mary on their heart. The simplicity and self-sacrifice of Jesus will be reflected in their whole behaviour.”

My heart is burning with love of our Lord, his Mother, and his Church.

If the world could only realize the importance of the Blessed Virgin. The importance of the Liturgy. The importance and truth held within the Eucharist. The necessity of silence, of prayer, of contemplation. The fervent prayers of the communion of Saints and the protection of the choirs of angels. The great gift of the writings of the Fathers of the Church, and the love of Catholicism that they enflesh on each page. 

This really does not even begin penetrate the words the Lord is speaking within my soul.

"Everything that I have written seems like straw to me compared to those things that I have seen and have been revealed to me." 

Bless the Lord.