I have been moved by, and reflecting on, a passage from the
Carthusian miscellany The Wound of Love
on the subject of the Prayer of the Heart. The author (anonymous as are all
Carthusian authors) writes that in order to attain the Prayer of the Heart, we must
confront all our own weaknesses: not to attempt to conquer them but to
acknowledge and live them completely in our relation to God. Then God can enter
into them and transform them. Is this last, he wonders, a kind of second
thought on God’s part, or is it a fundamental dimension of the divine order?
“Even in the natural order, all true love is a victory of
weakness. Love does not consist in dominating, possessing, or imposing one’s
will on someone. Rather love is to welcome without defences the other as he or
she comes to meet me. In return, one is sure of being welcomed unreservedly by
the other without being judged or condemned, and without invidious comparisons.
There are no contests of strength between two people who love each other. There
is a kind of mutual understanding from within which a reciprocal trust emerges.
Such an
experience, even if inevitably imperfect, is already a very compelling one. Yet
it is but a reflection of a divine reality. Once we really begin to believe in
the infinite tenderness of the Father, we are, as it were, obliged to descend
ever more fully and joyfully into a realm in which we neither possess nor
understand nor control anything.
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Thus, almost without being aware of it, we enter into
communion with the divine life. The relation between Father and Son in the
Spirit is at a level completely beyond our comprehension, a perfect embodiment
of weakness transformed into communion.
In a way
closer to ourselves, this intimate tenderness of the thrice-holy God is
revealed in the relationship between the incarnate Son and his Father. We
cannothelp but be struck by the serenity and sense of infinite security with
which Jesus quietly proclaims that he has nothing of his own, and that he can
do nothing but what he sees the Father doing. What man would accept such
powerlessness? Nevertheless, this is the path we must follow if we wish to live
in the depths of our heart as God has made it, and as he transfigures it
through the death and Resurrection of his Son.” (86-7)
I find this remarkable, both in its depth and in its
conceptual simplicity. It goes well beyond the monastic life: indeed it may be
more accessible in some ways to those living in the world and, perhaps, in
relationships of human love.
A perennial
difficulty for us in these latter times is that we do not seem to have the
direct access to the Father that Jesus had. And yet – if we think we do not, is
that not because of us? Do we not, perhaps, try too hard to do everything
ourselves, try to be better persons, try to do this better and to refrain from
that more consistently? I think there is perhaps a two-stage development we
need to learn to follow. The first stage is “Seek ye first the Kingdom of God,
and all these things shall be added unto you.” That takes care of our
compulsive need to fight our own battles and confront our inner and outer
Amalekites all on our own. The second stage goes further and says “First let
the Kingdom of God seek you, and find you,
and all these things will turn up” – at least in so far as they are (as the
Prayer Book says) “requisite and necessary as well for the body as the soul”.
A final
subject is that last sentence of the quotation: God’s transfiguration of our
heart through the death and Resurrection of his Son. That needs a lot more
thought: I’ll try to get back to it at a later stage.
The Wound of Love: A Carthusian Miscellany (Leominster: Gracewing, 1994,2006). Readily available through Amazon.
What speaks to me most is the comment that we tend to think that Christ's generation had a better way to get closer to God. (I might add that during the mere three times I have felt that closeness God's voice, such as it was, seemed ironic--perhaps my inner ear made it so. Should I send money to Martin Luther King? That inner voice said quickly, and not in a biblical tone, "It's the least you can do." I could hear irony plus a faint hint of deserved impatience. Not the sort of voice one would want, but perhaps what I deserved!
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