Friday, February 27, 2009

Within our small group, a number of us (in addition to praying the Church's Morning and Evening Prayers) practice Centering Prayer and make suggestions to one another that will help us sit quietly before God in patient silence. Yesterday a friend sent me this quotation from Timothy Jones' The Art of Prayer: A Simple Guide (New York: Ballantine Books, 1997); it's worth sharing.

I also try to remember that much of advance in prayer has to do with waiting. Waiting is not the same as being passive. It is not doing nothing. It is readying ourselves for something more. "Be still before theLord and wait patiently for him," Psalm 37 tells us. Sometimes we need to say to ourselves: "Don't just do something; sit there." Our goal in prayer is not to make things happen on our timetable; it is to allow God to come to us. We cannot orchestrate his coming any more than we can force someone to love us. Gentle awareness of God comes as a mutual presence between two parties who come in loving expectation. My stillness in God's presence is away to be ready. (50-51)

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Ash Wednesday, the First Day of Lent

Tomorrow, February 25, is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. If you need help in determining what you can do to give shape to your Lenten discipline this year, visit Connecting Worship and Daily Living in Lent or Spirit Home, where you can find more suggestions.

The Prayer for Ash Wednesday

Gracious God, out of your love and mercy you breathed into dust the breath of life, creating us to serve you and our neighbors. Call forth our prayers and acts of kindness, and strengthen us to face our mortality with confidence in the mercy of your Son, Jesus Christ and Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen

These websites, updated and lightly edited from Spirit Home, can help you better understand Lent from a variety of Christian traditions. If you want to learn more about Lent, visit each link.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

On the Eve of the Transfiguration

Tomorrow June and I will listen to St. Mark telling us about the Transfiguration of Jesus. Here’s what Mark will say:

Six days later, Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain apart, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them, and his clothes became dazzling white, such as no one on earth could bleach them. And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, who were talking with Jesus. Then Peter said to Jesus, "Rabbi, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah." He did not know what to say, for they were terrified. Then a cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud there came a voice, "This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!" Suddenly when they looked around, they saw no one with them any more, but only Jesus. As they were coming down the mountain, he ordered them to tell no one about what they had seen, until after the Son of Man had risen from the dead. So they kept the matter to themselves, questioning what this rising from the dead could mean.

Mark’s telling of the event is remarkable, especially for the way he honestly lets us know how the disciples respond to what they see and hear. Take Peter’s reaction. Stunned and quite blown away by the way things are going, he can barely contain himself; his enthusiam boundless, he blurts out: “Rabbi, this is a great moment!”

I hope that sometime in your life you’ve had a moment like that. One time in front of the Oklahoma State Univeristy Library, I experienced something like God’s “tazar,” an extended moment that exposed me to “no time and no space,” an experience close to whatever God might experience of Himself. At least it seemed to me. It came suddenly. Stayed a moment or so. And went suddenly. I wish it could have lasted a lifetime.

More usually, however, my mountain-top experiences tend to come within an especially beautiful liturgy when the Eucharist is celebrated with special care among friends and loved ones, both here on earth and in heaven. During the singing of a notably beautiful hymn, for example, something (maybe the Holy Spirit) comes over me and I get choked up, bowled over almost, so that I can barely sing. I feel tears welling up, and taking deep breaths, I find it difficult to calm myself. Strangely enough, once I’ve blown my nose, and returned to the more normal way of things, at such times I wish I could have captured whatever its was that overwhelmed me.

At other times I’ve found myself racing with a camera to catch and make permanent something that has caught my eye. How I’ve wished for the Ansel Adams’ moment, and when it has arrives (at least to my imagination), I work feverishly to capture all of it on a print I’ll be glad to exhibit anywhere.

Whenever the Holy, the Lovely, the Beautiful, and the Good takes us aback, we often want to capture the moment. So with Peter. “Let’s catch the moment,” he implores. “Let’s build three skene--the Greek word Mark uses to translate Peter's Aramaic term. Skene! What are the skene that he plans to have everyone to build? The word can mean a "tent" or "temporary shelter." It can mean "tabernacle" as a worship place (the dwelling place of God in the Hebrew Scriptures). It can mean a "house" -- a permanent dwelling place. Why would these three need houses? Perhaps he wants to "house" the event so that it will last forever.

One pastor has diagnosed Peter as having an "edifice complex." He wants to encase, rope off, pin down, and create something of a museum so that the excitement—good, holy, beautiful, and stunning as it is—lasts as long as possible. Not a few pastors have a strong desire to memorialize that they consider their astonishingly wonderful ministry in a building that will last for centuries.

God, however, often opts (both for himself and for us) to have things otherwise. In Christ God tells us that it’s best not to endorse such probamatically egocentric desires. It’s better not to stake down the tent. It's better to pack it up, shove it in the backpack, trudge down the mountain, and go where the action is more palpably intense. It's better to get back to where others truly need our help, better to lose ourselves in service to the genuinely poor, better to follow Christ into the alleys, prisons, and hovels of the marginalized. Having seen something of the splendor, we’ll more truly be astonished at the real glory, the glory of the Radiant Light fading away on the cross, then flickering and eventually going out. For the time being, Easter can wait. On this coming Ash Wednesday, of course we will remember that the Son shines. He is, after all, "God of God, Light of Light, very God of very God," as we say the Creed. But we'll also "listen" to Him as the Voice commands and importantly put grey ashes on our foreheads and head out the doors and down the steps with the Suffering Servant to where the real re/construction takes place.

Yes, the liturgy during tomorrow's Feast of Transfiguration will be incredibly lovely, beautiful, and good. We will see Jesus for who he is, "of the Father begotten." But that's not all of who he is. He is the Glory of the cross. That vision lies ahead of us. Within seventy-two hours. With the beginning of Lent.

Yet this first, momentarily: the Liturgy of the Transfiguration with the shining Jesus.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Next Sunday: The Transfiguration of Jesus / I I

As you may have guessed, I appreciate the Church’s use of icons. Grateful the my prayerbook contains numerous (albeit black and white) reproductions of famous icons, along with extended commentaries, I thought you might enjoy learning about The Icon of the Transfiguration. I think I’m correct in saying that what follows has been written by Frederick J. Schumacher, the editor of the four-volume set I use for Morning and Evening Prayers.

In the book of Exodus (33.20-22) the Lord says to Moses: “You cannot see my face; for man shall not see me and live. Behold, there is a place by me where you shall stand upon the rock; and while my glory passes by I will put you in a cleft of the rock, and I will cover you with my hand until I have passed by.

Irenaeus (130-200), commenting on these verses explained:

Two things are thus indicated: that it is impossible for man to see God, but secondly that through the wisdom of God, man shall see him in the last times standing upon the rock; that is, in His coming as a man. For this reason the Lord conversed with Moses face to face on the top of the mountain [of Transfiguration] in the company of Elijah, as the gospels relate, thus fulfilling the ancient promise. (Against Heresies, IV, Chapter 20)

When St. Catherine’s Monastery was built at the foot of Mt. Sinai in the sixth century, one of the fist images of the transfiguration was created, and this icon in the Orthodox tradition has remain basically the same ever since.

The icon portrays the gospel accounts of the fulfillment of what Moses and Elijah on Mt. Horeb (Mt. Sinai) did not see (Matthew 17.1-8; Mark 9.2-8; Luke 9.28-36). Here Christ stands on the top of the mountain (according to tradition, Mt. Tabor) in the middle of a perfect circle (mandorla), symbolic of the transcendent God. In the center of the third inner circle sometimes there is a star, but here rays of light represent the “luminous cloud” once seen on Horeb, symbolic of the Holy Spirit and the source of divine light (Exodus 24.15-18; 34.5). The light of God’s glory transfigures Christ, the Word made flesh, as the light of God shines through him. In the words of Gregory Palamas (1269-1359),

The Father by his voice bore witness to His beloved Son; the Holy Spirit, shining with Him in the bright cloud, indicated that the Son possesses with the Father the light, which is One like all that belongs to Their richness (Homily 34).

In this light stands Moses to the right with a book or the tablets of stone in one hand representing the law, and Elijah to the left representing the prophets. They both point to Christ, acknowledging that they have in Him seen the face of God, and that through His coming death and resurrection will begin the New Covenant foreshadowed in and prepared for by the law and the prophets. In Mark’s account of the event, when Father said, “This is my beloved Son, listen to him,” the disciples, depicted in the lower part of the mountain, no longer saw Moses and Elijah (9,7-8).

Looking at the three apostles, we see three rays of divine light, symbolic of the Trinity, coming from the circle and overwhelming them. To the right Peter appears to have just spoken to Jesus saying, “Lord, it is well that we are here; if you wish, I will make three booths here, one for you and one for Moses and one for Elijah” (Matthrew 17.4) when one of the three rays of light falls upon him and supporting himself with his left hand, he raises his right had to protect himself. It is Peter who would later preserve his recollection of the event itself: “We were with him on the holy mountain” (2 Peter 1.16-18). John in the center falls, turning his back to the light. It would be he who would pass the vision on in the words: “God is light and in him is no darkness at all” (I John 1.5). And James flees from the light in either a backward or downward fall.

Christ at the top of the rocks that form the mountain appears to be in composite continuity with the rocks of mountain, recalling Paul’s words, “the rock was Christ” (I Cor. 10.4). Christ is the mediator between God and all who look at this icon. Christ is the mountain, the absolute meeting place between God and His people.

The ancient iconographers began their writing (painting) of icons with the icon of the Transfiguration. It became a direct initiation into the divine light, revealed on Mt. Tabor, that they would need to express through all subsequent icons. Whether in an icon of a feast day or of a saint, the divine light of God was to be shining through the image so all who would look on the icon would behold the light and the beauty of the Triune God. To the fullest extend, the icon of the Transfiguration is bathed in sunlight of high noon where there are no shadows, as in the Kingdom of God itself. The icon of the Transfiguration is thus a foretaste of the future where God’s Kingdom is fulfilled and “there will be no need for sun or moon to shine upon it, for the glory9 of God is its light, and its lamp is the lamb” (Revelation 21.22-25; 22.5).

In the Orthodox tradition the significance of the light on Mt. Tabor is expressed in Matins:

Today on Tabor in manifestation of your Light, O Word, you are the unaltered Light from the Light of the unbegotten Father, and we have seen the Father as Light and the Spirit as Light, guiding with light the whole creation.

Image: The Icon of the Transfiguration

Next Sunday: The Transfiguration of Jesus / I

I’m looking forward to going to Faith Lutheran Church next Sunday, the Last Sunday after the Epiphany, the Sunday we celebrate as the Feast of the Transfiguration when we will listen to the story of Jesus’ glorified change in appearance on the mountain as Mark tells it in Chapter 9:

2 Six days later, Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain apart, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them, 3 and his clothes became dazzling white, such as no one on earth could bleach them. 4 And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, who were talking with Jesus. 5 Then Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.” 6 He did not know what to say, for they were terrified. 7 Then a cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud there came a voice, “This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!” 8 Suddenly when they looked around, they saw no one with them any more, but only Jesus.

9 As they were coming down the mountain, he ordered them to tell no one about what they had seen, until after the Son of Man had risen from the dead. 10 So they kept the matter to themselves, questioning what this rising from the dead could mean.
You must read this week’s Journey with Jesus wherein Daniel B. Clendenin asks us: Do we see the transfiguration of Jesus as a “beautiful lie" or an "eyewitness account"? As Clendenin looks over the various ways people try to make sense of the Transfiguration (I myself have experienced nearly all the numerous interpretive possibilities), he asks that "God save us from the safe middle ground of domesticating deism." Clendenin urges us to trudge up that steep mountain with Jesus and his threesome and there stand stunned, shocked, and terrified at who Jesus is.

Yesterday there were only two of us in our Sunday School class: just Harry and me. (Yes, it was quite small.) In preparation for our discussion both of us had read Chapter 10, “Annie Dillard: The Splendor of the Ordinary” in Philip Yancey’s Soul Survivor. Having read most of Dillard’s books over the past thirty years and remembering my pleasure in turning their pages, it came as no small surprise early this morning, when reading Daniel B. Clendenin’s previewing commentary on the Transfiguration of Jesus that he quotes this memorable passage from Dillard’s Teaching a Stone to Talk:

Does anyone have the foggiest idea of what sort of power we so blithely invoke? Or, as I suspect, does no one believe a word of it? The churches are children playing on the floor with their chemistry sets, mixing up a batch of TNT to kill a Sunday morning. It is madness to wear ladies' straw hats and velvet hats to church; we should all be wearing crash helmets! Ushers should issue life preservers and signal flares; they should lash us to our pews! For the sleeping God may awake someday and take offense, or the waking God may draw us to where we can never return.
It’s my prayer this morning that God will draw all of us “to where we can never return.” Bring your crash helmets.

Image: The Transfiguration of Jesus, The Saint John's Bible

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Reflective Silence: A Part of Ordinary Prayer

A four-volume set of books, collectively known at the Philokalia, has attracted my attention for years. Sometime last week, reading in and around the first volume containing St. Hesychios’ “On Watchfulness and Holiness,” I found myself underlining this passage:


Each hour of the day we should note and weigh our actions and in the evening we should do what we can to free ourselves from the burden of them by means of repentance—if that is, we wish, with Christ’s help, to overcome wickedness. (124)
St. Hesychios’ advice is good. After supper in our Evening Prayers, after three or four minutes into Evening Prayer, after we have said or sung the Phos Hilarion, spoken a blessing upon each other, and joined together in saying a portion of Psalm 141, a small rubric in our prayerbook asks us to observe “Silence for meditation.”

While I suppose that as the day passes, we are aware, more or less, of how things have been going, the evening silence for meditation is an especially good time for summing up and reflecting on the day’s thoughts and actions. We don’t always observe a long silence (sometimes it’s very short), but most of the time we allow a minute or so to go by. During that silence we reflect on what has happened during the day.

This “summing up” allows us to explore and examine the more subtle forms of egotism to which we are constantly inclined. In contemplative language, our review of these egoistic activities alerts us as to how we have been constructing what Thomas Merton calls a “false self.”

Each of us knows how to construct a bogus, phony, cooked-up, and specious self; that is, we are experts in creating identifies intended to deceive others—and ourselves--as to who we really are. I, for example, am given to suggest that I’m a decent practicing Christian. Writing these sentences is right now a movement in that direction. For example, I like to read novels, poetry, and "Christian" literature. However, lots of times I am tempted to read so that I can underline a quotable passage, a temptation which professional academics find especially fetching. My false self is especially prone to the production of such presentations. I like to associate myself with famous Christians and other writers. In other words, surely you will recognize me by the company I keep. Just take a look at what I write.

My personal tendency towards egotistic actions (often known only to myself) Luther describes as homo curvatus in se, “the human turning in upon the self.” That is, as a human being, I like to turn my gaze (and, if possible, yours) upon myself. I’m the subtle object of my own (and hopefully your) fascination.

Homo curvatus in se. Here's how it works: although I don’t usually say so emphaticly, I’m personally convinced that my thinking is generally a little better than your thinking; my politics slightly more on target than yours; my spiritual life, especially when seen in the right light, is at least a tad better than most others. And, of course, my use of centemplative silence more productive than yours.

Homo curvatus in se among us humans is insideous. Dangerous. If left unchecked, it marginalizes and eventually discounts as unnecessary or nothing one’s True Self: Christ.

Consequently, although the curve or arch of one's life tends to head in one direction, we need to go in another direction. Curving, arching, and habitually swerving toward one’s self, we need to redirect ourselves—minds, hearts, strength, and soul--toward another destination: Christ.

Such redirection is called repentance. St. Hesychios suggests that "in the evening we should do what we can to free ourselves from the burden of them [that is, the recollection and exact personal location of curvatus in se] by means of repentance." Daily silence as a part of regular prayer allows for this interior examination of a developing false identity whose scaffolding needs deconstruction. Within daily "silence for meditation" we examine ourselves, locate our movements away from God, acknowledge our waywardness, open ourselves to God's grace, receive God's forgiveness , and move forward toward praising and thanking God for his healing mercies.

After the “silence for meditation” or reflection, our prayerbook, echoing images from Psalm 141, asks us to offer this prayer:


Let in incense of our repentant prayer ascend before you, O Lord, and let your loving kindness descend upon us, that with purified minds we may sing your praises with the Church on earth and the whole heavenly host, and may glorify you forever and ever.

It is then, after repenting for how we have damaged ourselves during the day and opening ourselves to God's grace, that we go on to sing the appointed psalms for the day. Reconstruction and healing follow as we enter the psalms in solidarity with Christ, solidarity with his earthly and heavenly Church, solidarity with our sisters and brothers around the world, and solidarity with the poor and those suffering from injustice. Now we can sing the psalms "with purified minds," glorifying God, trusting Him to help us make possible the kingdom of Jesus.

Image: For All the Saints, "Evening Prayer," Vol. 1, 498.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Something the Regular Practice of Contemplative Prayer Does

The regular practice of contemplative prayer initiates a healing process that might be called the "divine therapy." The level of deep rest accessed during the prayer periods loosens up the hardpan around the emotional weeds stored in the unconscious, of which the body seems to be the warehouse. The psyche begins to evacuate spontaneously the undigested emotional material of a lifetime, opening up new space forself-knowledge, freedom of choice, and the discovery of the divine presence within. As a consequence, a growing trust in God, a bondingwith the Divine Therapist, enables us to endure the process.

Keating, Thomas. Invitation to Love (New York: Continuum, 1996).

Saturday, February 07, 2009

The Brick

A Benedictine friend sends this story for sharing:

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed downwhen he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back tothe spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"

The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister . . . please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," he pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop . . . ." With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. "It's my brother," he said. 0 "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me." Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. "Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! He pushed his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!" God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not.

Isn't February 25th--Ash Wednesday? Is it too early to get ready for Lent?

It surely is! In less than three weeks, after the imposition of ashes, you may well be walking out of church with a cross-like smudge of grey-black ashes on your forehead on February 25. That's when you begin your Lenten discipline.

I don't know about you, but as I get older, the whole business of doing a better job with my life seems to become more important. Paradoxically, as I learn to be more dependent on God's grace, the Holy Spirit urges me to be more creative and determined to put a God-pleasing life into practice. Lent is such a practice time.

Last night before going to sleep I was reading The Sayings of the Desert Fathers, an alphabetical collection of their short stories, and I came across these words by Anthony the Great:

Whoever hammers a lump of iron, first decides what he is going to make of it: a scythe, a sword, or an axe. Even so we ought to make up our minds what kind of virtue we want to forge or we labor in vain. (8)

Anthony's good advice, of course, can apply to the whole of our lives or in a smaller way, with a smaller lump of iron, to our Lenten forty-day window of time. Personally, I usually prefer to work with shorter time slots; they seem a lot more manageable. Many Lents ago, for example, I used to try and give up bad habits like smoking cigs (yep, forty years ago I puffed a pack or more of unfiltered Camels every day) or put off delightful habits like savoring a good glass of wine or beer. Sometimes I decided to add a decent habit to my life; one year I promised myself I'd walk or jog a mile or two every day. One year in February I jokingly announced that for Lent I was "giving up lawn-mowing." Those were the days--of Lent.

Lately, however, I find myself expanding my sense of things. No doubt my bigger vision has much to do with simply getting older. Who knows? Maybe I won’t even be around in forty days! Then too I may live to till I’m eighty. If I make it through the next ten years to a nursing home, I’m quite aware that, over the years, time will fly by awfully fast, nearly at the speed of light. Right now a year goes by, and it seems like two weeks. So maybe I’d better think of my Lenten discipline as “starting on Ash Wednesday and from now on, Andy!”

If you know me, you realize that I don’t like spur-on-the-moment decisions. O yes, I have to make them when June cries out, “Put on the brakes, you idiot!” But if at all possible, I prefer to weigh things in the balance and come to a decision after considerable musings. Applied to this year’s Lenten discipline, that means it’s really not too early to explore the possibilities as to whatever I do with my lump of iron as I get ready to bang on it.

Today, you might say, I'm lighting the first in my forge and looking over my blacksmith tools. In the next few days I’ll be making some suggestions about shaping some lumps of iron, yours and mine. This afternoon, however, after considerable thought, I’ll simply share with you the plans I'm developing for my upcoming Lenten forgings. These forgings will have, I think, mostly to do with my environment and God’s creation. Shortly said: my forgings concern the care of the earth. To that end my Lenten discipline will include the following:

  • a room by room assessment of my home to figure out what choices I can make to walk more lightly on the earth
  • a “spring-time” re-examination as to my lawn practices and garden care
  • an evaluation of my use of electricity and gasoline
  • reconsiderations about my purchases of goods and food
  • the making of a list of "creation-care" commitments I plan to embrace at home and wherever I travel
  • a posting of these commitments on the refrigerator and car dashboard as daily reminders

These are my first scratchings about my 2008 Lenten discipline. I'll include these musings in my daily prayers. As I make my assessments, re-examinations, evaluations, lists, and postings, I'll share some of my discoveries with you soon.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Three Interviews with Thomas Keating

You may interested in watching and listening to the following three-part interview with Fr. Thomas Keating, recorded at the Garrison Institute in New York: Part One / Part Two / Part Three .

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Three Mondays, Then to the Monastery at Mt. Tabor: February 27-March 1

Hello to all our Praying Daily friends!

As you may know, eight of us (by my last count) are planning to visit the Mt. Tabor Benedictine Monastery in Martin, KY, on Friday evening, February 27, returning early afternoon on Sunday, March 1.

If you have not visited this monastery of Benedictine sisters, do consider coming with us; it will be a very special blessing your life.

Last year in Advent we met two times to introduce ourselves to Centering Prayer. The response was warm and so encouraging!

Now it time to follow up. To prepare for our retreat, it will be helpful if we continue to support one another in Centering Prayer by coming over to my home on any or all of the following three Monday evenings:

February 9, 7:00 p.m.
February 16, 7:00 p.m.
February 23, 7:00 p.m.

At these times we will continue listening to Fr. Thomas Keating. Already we have heard Fr. Keating’s first talk, “The Method of Centering Prayer.” As we prepare for our retreat will move on to “The Psychology of Centering Prayer” and “Attitudes toward God.” As we did last time, after our discussion we'll send twenty minutes practicing Centering Prayer.

During our Monday evening meetings, we'll also travel arrangements for getting to and coming back from the monastery.

Don’t hesitate to come to these Monday evening meetings even if you did not make any of the Advent evenings. You are welcome to enter the practice of Centering Prayer at any time. Centering Prayer is a wonderful complement to Morning and Evening Prayers.

As we get ready for our retreat, some of you may have been able to read Keating’s Open Mind, Open Heart and practice Centering Prayer. If you want to read the book and need a copy, we can loan you one.

To make sure that my count is accurate for those of us who will be going to Mt. Tabor Monastery, I’d surely appreciate your sending me an email confirming your intension to go. I probably need to send Sister Judy, the prioress, a note sometime next week, after our Monday evening meeting, telling her exactly how many want to come.

Hope to see all of you on the upcoming Mondays!

In case you need them, here are directions to our home:

1. Go to Exit 87 (the intersection of I-75 and the EKU By-Pass)
2. Go west on Barnes Mill for 2.3 miles to Crutcher Pike, the first crossroad past The Corner Store.
3. Turn right onto Crutcher Pike.
4. Go .5 miles to Mule Shed Lane.
5. Turn left onto Mule Shed Lane.
6. Go .8 miles to Marengo Drive.
7. Turn left onto Marengo Drive. Go .3 miles to 281 Marengo Drive, the brick house on the crest of the hill after you enter the left-turning curve of Marengo Drive. We’ll leave the porch lights on for you!

IF FOR ANY REASON, YOU NEED A RIDE, CALL ME (859-626-8535) AND I’LL MAKE SURE A LIMO COMES TO YOUR DOOR TO PICK YOU UP! SERIOUSLY! CALL ME, AND SOMEONE WILL BE GLAD TO GIVE YOU A RIDE TO OUR HOME AND BACK TO YOUR HOME. WE WANT YOU TO BE WITH US.

Monday, February 02, 2009

More about the Desert Elders

As you know, I really like Dan Clendenin's weekly posting on Journey with Jesus, and this week's commentary is especially good; take a look and a read!

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Remembering and Praying on the Presentation of our Lord Jesus Christ in the Temple, February 2

On February 2, our Christian Year calendars remind us that on Tuesday we remember and celebrate The Presentation of Our Lord Jesus Christ in the Temple.

On this day your prayerbook may well provide you with this beautiful collect:


Almighty and everliving God, we humbly pray that, as your only-begotten Son was this day presented in the temple, so we may be presented to you with pure and clean hearts by Jesus Christ Our Lord; who livings and reigns wit you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.

Celebrating the Saints: Devotional Readings for Saints’ Days tells us why the Church highlights this day in our calendar of sacred time:


This day marks the completion of forty days since the birth of Jesus, when Mary and Joseph took the child to the Temple in Jerusalem. The requirement in Levitical law was for Mary to be “cleansed,” the completion of her purification following the birth of a male child. Until that day, she could touch no holy thing nor enter the sanctuary. Yet on seeing the holy family, Simeon praised God and acclaimed the infant “the light to enlighten the nations,” and the prophet Anna gave thanks and proclaimed in the redeemer. The image of Christ as the light has led to the celebration of light countering the darkness, with candles often taking a central place in the observance of this festival.
You can read the story in Luke 2:22-40.

In an extended footnote, my Renovare Spiritual Formation Bible provides this commentary:


In modern society the elderly are rarely held in high esteem. They are shunted off to senior citizens' homes where they are cared for by professional staff rather than their own families. We seem to be saying their usefulness is past, and the increasing tolerance of euthanasia underscores that belief. This is not God's attitude. Simeon and Anna are the senior citizens of Luke's version of Jesus' birth, and they know and understand more than anyone else. Of all the people that Jerusalem's streets were teeming with the day that Jesus was named--the rich, the powerful, the young, the holy--only Simeon and Anna are given insight into who is being carried into the Temple courts in his parents' arms. In fact, they know more than Mary or Joseph, who are astonished at what Simeon says about Jesus. It is clear that God has placed great value on Anna and Simeon and that he does not think he is wasting the Holy Spirit on two seniors who have passed the prime of their lives.
So to all you grey- and white-haired (and bald-headed too!) senior citizens who have so graciously carried Jesus in your arms and sung your Nunc Dimittis, I thank you for your love of Christ and the songs I've heard you sing about God's mercy and love. If you're reading this, you know who you are; may God bless you.

The story of the presentation of Jesus and the purification of Mary is full of good news, so good that many Christians, using the church's "Night Prayer" or "Compline," sing or say the Song of Simeon (often referred to as the Nunc Dimittus, its Latin name) each evening before they go to bed.

If you wish look at beautiful paintings and icons celebrating the Presentation, listen to the Song of Simeon in Russian and watch the following video, The Canticle of St Symeon as set by Sergei Rakhmaninov for his "Vespers", opus 37:




And to see how more of your Christian sisters and brothers are remembering the Presentation, visit the following: