Ignatius, bishop of Antioch in Syria, a large early Christian center, was put to death in the third century in the Colosseum in Rome where he was devoured by wild animals, during the reign of the Emperor Trajan. His death is vividly portrayed in the picture (above) in the church of San Stefano Rotondo in Rome. We celebrate his feast October 17th..
On the way to Rome, Ignatius wrote seven letters to important Christian churches. The letters show him to be a skillful teacher and writer; he must have been an eloquent preacher.
In his letter to the Christians at Ephesus, however, you sense his days for words are coming to an end. He’s entering the silence of death where words are not important, Ignatius writes– faith and “ being faithful to the end,” are what count. “It is better to remain silent and to be than to talk and not be. Teaching is good if the teacher also acts. One teacher ‘spoke, and it was done,’ yet what he did in silence was worthy of the Father. He who has the word of Jesus can also listen to his silence…”
What does Ignatius mean? The Word of God silent? True, in his early years at Nazareth, Jesus is silent. Before his baptism in the Jordan by John he’s silent, until the voice of the Father says, “This is my beloved Son, listen to him.”
That began his public ministry, yet many didn’t hear him at all. Finally, when he’s arrested and taken to the cross to die, the evangelists say Jesus was silent.
Silence is part of facing the mystery of God. Here and now, some things can’t be known or explained. Like terrorism, natural disasters, the suffering of children. Why? God is silent. Again, Ignatius:
“He who has the word of Jesus can truly listen also to his silence.”
October 15th is the feast of Theresa of Avila, one of three women “doctors of the church.”. On the 500th anniversary of her birth, Pope Francis described her as “primarily a teacher of prayer.” “The discovery of Christ’s humanity was central to her experience.”
The aim of prayer for Theresa was not to bring inner balance or get your blood pressure down– a goal some see for meditation today. “ The saint opens new horizons for us, she calls us to a great undertaking, to see the world with the eyes of Christ, to seek what He seeks and to love what He loves.” We should listen to her
Far from taking us away from the world and retreating into ourselves, prayer calls us to new undertakings, new horizons, seeing the world with the eyes of Christ. It’s something to do every day..
Theresa knew what living day by day means. She lived day by day herself. How did she do it? By daily prayer, by following Jesus Christ daily, by looking for the daily bread God gives us, by doing God’s will.
Saint Theresa, wise woman you are, be with us these days. Make them days of blessing!
Here’s a prayer found in her prayerbook, which she must have said everyday.
Let nothing disturb you,
nothing frighten you.
All things are passing,
God is unchanging.
Patience wins everything.
Who has God lacks nothing.
God alone suffices.
Follow Jesus Christ, Theresa says:
Unlike our friends in the world,Jesus will never abandon us when we are troubled or distressed. Blessed is the one who truly loves him and always keeps him near. Look at the glorious Saint Paul: it seems that no other name fell from his lips than that of Jesus, because the name of Jesus was fixed and embedded in his heart.
Once I had come to understand this truth, I carefully considered the lives of some of the saints, the great contemplatives, and found that they took no other path: Francis, Anthony of Padua, Bernard, Catherine of Siena. A person must walk along this path in freedom, placing himself in God’s hands. If God should desire to raise us to the position of one who is an intimate and shares his secrets, we ought to accept this gladly.
Whenever we think of Christ we should recall the love that led him to bestow on us so many graces and favours, and also the great love God showed in giving us in Christ a pledge of his love; for love calls for love in return. Let us strive to keep this always before our eyes and to rouse ourselves to love him. For if at some time the Lord should grant us the grace of impressing his love on our hearts, all will become easy for us and we shall accomplish great things quickly and without effort.
That headline gets attention, doesn’t it? It’s true. Callistus, the saint we honor today, was actually a slave who became pope in 217 AD.
In the Roman empire slaves not only engaged in back breaking, demeaning work but they could be bank managers or principals of schools as well. Callistus, a slave, was good at finance and managing things, tradition says. In fact, he may have gotten into trouble over some of his financial transactions.
The church recognized his good qualities. When Zephyrinus became bishop of Rome, he asked Callistus to serve as deacon and to take charge of a large Christian cemetery along the Via Appia, which today bears his name. Callistus not only supervised the burial of the dead but also the care and support of the families they left behind.
When Zephyrinus died in 217 A.D. Callistus was the popular choice to succeed him. Evidently, Roman Christians saw him, not as a slave, but as a man of faith, a good administrator, who could guide and lead them. The church grew under his leadership.
Tradition says Callistus built a place of prayer at or near a hospice for old or sick soldiers in Trastevere, where healing oil welled up. Today the beautiful Church of Santa Maria in Trastevere stands on the spot. You can still see the place where the healing oil was found and Callistus’ remains are buried under the church’s main altar.
As pope, Callistus advocated for certain causes. He favored free women being able to marry slaves. He favored ordination for men who had been married two or three times. He also maintained that the church could forgive all sins, even the sin of denying one’s faith.
Some opposed him, not because he was a slave, but because his proposals clashed with their own rather rigorous views.
In our own time, Pierre Toussaint, a Haitian slave brought to New York City in the 18th century, is being considered for canonization by the Catholic Church. One thing some people find strange is Toussaint’s lack of involvement in the abolition movement of his time. He certainly opposed any violent opposition to slavery; he himself delayed gaining his freedom in order to serve his owners, the Berard family.
Was he convinced that status doesn’t determine who you are, that all are equal before God? We are all God’s children “neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free person, neither male nor female.” (Galatians 3,28) Was he so assured of his own dignity that it didn’t matter whether you were slave or free? Toussaint, a slave, was one of the most highly respected men in New York.
I’m sure Toussaint advocated the end of slavery. But it’s nice to know that someone wouldn’t see himself defined by status. He knew who he was.
October 13, 2019, John Henry Newman (1801-1890) was canonized a saint by Pope Francis in Rome. Newman, a member of the Anglican Church. was received into the Catholic Church by the Italian Passionist, Blessed Dominic Barberi.
Newman admired Dominic, a Passionist missionary recently from Italy. More than a kindly Catholic priest and religious, Dominic represented something Newman treasured, the mystery of the Passion of Jesus.
For Newman the mystery of the Cross interpreted everything. “ It is the death of the Eternal Word of God made flesh, which is our great lesson how to think and how to speak of this world. His Cross has put its due value upon everything which we see.”
The mystery of the Cross distinguished Christianity from all other religions for Newman. Shortly after his conversion he reflected on the Word of God made flesh in “The Mystery of Divine Condescension.” (Discourses to a Mixed Congregation” 14)
“The Eternal Word, the Only-begotten Son of the Father, put off his glory, and came down upon earth, to raise us to heaven. Though He was God, He became man; though He was Lord of all, He became as a servant; though He was rich, yet for our sakes He became poor, that we, through his poverty, might be rich.”
The first step to understand the mystery of Divine Condescension for Newman is to contemplate through reason and faith “the Almighty in Himself, then we should understand better what His incarnation is to us, and what it is in Him… when you have fixed your mind upon His infinity, then go on to view, in the light of that infinity, the meaning of His incarnation.”
Through reason and faith, Newman reflects on “the Almighty in himself.”
“Reason teaches you there must be a God; else how was this all-wonderful universe made? It could not make itself; man could not make it, he is but a part of it; each man has a beginning, there must have been a first man, and who made him?
To the thought of God then we are forced from the nature of the case; we must admit the idea of an Almighty Creator, and that Creator must have been from everlasting. He must have had no beginning, else how came He to be?
The Creator of the world had no beginning;—and if so, He is self-existing; and if so, He can undergo no change. What is self-existing and everlasting has no growth or decay; It is what It ever was, and ever shall be the same. As It originated in nothing else, nothing else can interfere with It or affect It. Besides, everything that is has originated in It; everything therefore is dependent on It, and It is independently of everything.
Contemplate then the Supreme Being, the Being of beings, even so far as I have yet described Him; fix the idea of Him in your minds. He is one; He has no rival; He has no equal; He is unlike anything else. He is sovereign; He can do what He will. He is unchangeable from first to last; He is all-perfect; He is infinite in His power and in His wisdom, or He could not have made this immense world which we see by day and by night…
He has lived in an eternity before He began to create anything. What a wonderful thought is this! there was a state of things in which God was by Himself, and nothing else but He. There was no earth, no sky, no sun, no stars, no space, no time, no beings of any kind; no men, no Angels, no Seraphim. His throne was without ministers; He was not waited on by any; all was silence, all was repose, there was nothing but God; and this state continued, not for a while only, but for a measureless duration; it was a state which had ever been; it was the rule of things, and creation has been an innovation upon it.
Creation is, comparatively speaking, but of yesterday; it has lasted a poor six thousand years, say sixty thousand, if you will, or six million, or six million million; what is this to eternity? nothing at all; not so much as a drop compared to the whole ocean, or a grain of sand to the whole earth. I say, through a whole eternity God was by Himself with no other being but Himself; with nothing external to Himself, not working, but at rest, not speaking, not receiving homage from any, not glorified in creatures, but blessed in Himself and by Himself, and wanting nothing.”
Like the psalmist who asks “What is man that you are mindful of him, mortal man that you keep him in mind?”Newman dwells on the distance between God and us, a distance that seems to separate us from God.
“We can hardly understand other human beings, how can we know God so infinitely greater than us? If God has no need of us, why did he create the world, why did he create us?”
Our limited knowledge, our humanity, our human way of knowing things through our senses, makes our relationship to God so challenging, Newman observes. “And hence it is that I am drawn over to sinful man with an intenser affection than to my glorious Maker…and thus does my fellow-man engage and win me; but there is a gulf between me and my great God… It is a want in my nature to have one who can weep with me, and rejoice with me, and in a way minister to me; and this would be presumption in me, and worse, to hope to find in the Infinite and Eternal God.”
Our temptation, Newman says, is to abandon any relationship with God.
“Perhaps you are tempted to complain that, instead of winning you to the All-glorious and All-good, I have but repelled you from Him. You are tempted to exclaim,—He is so far above us that the thought of Him does but frighten me; I cannot believe that He cares for me. I believe firmly that He is infinite perfection; and I love that perfection, not so much indeed as I could wish, still in my measure I love it for its own sake, and I wish to love it above all things, and I well understand that there is no creature but must love it in his measure, unless he has fallen from grace.
But there are two feelings, which, alas, I have a difficulty in entertaining; I believe and I love, but without fervour, without keenness, because my heart is not kindled by hope, not subdued and melted with gratitude. Hope and gratitude I wish to have, and have not; I know that He is loving towards all His works, but how am I to believe that He gives to me personally a thought, and cares for me for my own sake? I am beneath His love; He looks on me as an atom in a vast universe. He acts by general laws, and if He is kind to me it is, not for my sake, but because it is according to His nature to be kind…
“Your complaint is answered in the great mystery of the Incarnation,” Newman continues.
“ Never suppose that you are left by God; never suppose that He does not know you, your minds and your powers, better than you do yourselves. Ought you not to trust Him, that, if your complaint be true, He has thought of it before you? “Before they call, I will attend,” says He, “and while they speak, I will hear.” Add this to your general notion of His incomprehensibility, viz., that though He is infinite, He can bow Himself to the finite; have faith in the mystery of His condescension; confess that, though He “inhabiteth eternity,” He “dwelleth with a contrite and humble spirit,” and “looketh down upon the lowly”.
God discloses himself in nature, first of all, Newman says. The natural world is part of the mystery of Divine Condescension and we should embrace it because it begins the disclosure of God that’s perfected by revelation:
“Lift up your eyes, I say, and look out even upon the material world, and there you will see one attribute above others on its very face which will reverse your sad meditations on Him who made it. He has traced out many of His attributes upon it, His immensity, His wisdom, His power, His loving-kindness, and His skill; but more than all, its very face is illuminated with the glory and beauty of His eternal excellence…mountains, cliffs, and sea rise up before you like a brilliant pageant, with outlines noble and graceful, and tints and shadows soft, clear, and harmonious, giving depth, and unity to the whole; and then go through the forest, or fruitful field, or along meadow and stream, and listen to the distant country sounds, and drink in the fragrant air which is poured around you in spring or summer; or go among the gardens, and delight your senses with the grace and splendour, and the various sweetness of the flowers you find there; then think of the almost mysterious influence upon the mind of particular scents, or the emotion which some gentle, peaceful strain excites in us, or how soul and body are rapt and carried away captive by the concord of musical sounds, when the ear is open to their power; and then, when you have ranged through sights, and sounds, and odours, and your heart kindles, and your voice is full of praise and worship, reflect— not that they tell you nothing of their Maker,—but that they are the poorest and dimmest glimmerings of His glory, and the very refuse of His exuberant riches, and but the dusky smoke which precedes the flame, compared with Him who made them. Such is the Creator in His Eternal Uncreated Beauty,”
The saints, the mystics have glimpses of God and yearn to see him, like Moses who asked to see God’s face after coming before the burning bush. “ What saints partake in fact, we enjoy in thought and imagination” Newman says, recognizing religious experience as part of the Condescension of God.
But the Condescension of God goes beyond nature, beyond human religious experience. In the mystery of the Word made flesh. The Creator humbles himself to the creature.”Your God has taken on Him your nature.”
What form do we humans expect God to take? “Doubtless, you will say, He will take a form such as “eye hath not seen, nor ear heard of” before. It will be a body framed in the heavens, and only committed to the custody of Mary; a form of light and glory, worthy of Him, who is “blessed for evermore,” and comes to bless us with His presence.
Pomp and pride of men He may indeed despise; we do not look for Him in kings’ courts, or in the array of war, or in the philosophic school; but doubtless He will choose some calm and holy spot, and men will go out thither and find their Incarnate God. He will be tenant of some paradise, like Adam or Elias, or He will dwell in the mystic garden of the Canticles, where nature ministers its best and purest to its Creator.”
But, “the Maker of man, the Wisdom of God, has come, not in strength, but in weakness. He has come, not to assert a claim, but to pay a debt. Instead of wealth, He has come poor; instead of honour, He has come in ignominy; instead of blessedness, He has come to suffer. He has been delivered over from His birth to pain and contempt; His delicate frame is worn down by cold and heat, by hunger and sleeplessness; His hands are rough and bruised with a mechanic’s toil; His eyes are dimmed with weeping; His Name is cast out as evil.
He is flung amid the throng of men; He wanders from place to place; He is the companion of sinners. He is followed by a mixed multitude, who care more for meat and drink than for His teaching, or by a city’s populace which deserts Him in the day of trial.
And at length “the Brightness of God’s Glory and the Image of His Substance” is fettered, haled to and fro, buffeted, spit upon, mocked, cursed, scourged, and tortured. “He hath no beauty nor comeliness; He is despised and the most abject of men, a Man of sorrows and acquainted with infirmity;” nay, He is a “leper, and smitten of God, and afflicted”. And so His clothes are torn off, and He is lifted up upon the bitter Cross, and there He hangs, a spectacle for profane, impure, and savage eyes, and a mockery for the evil spirit whom He had cast down into hell.”
We also find this face of God hard to understand, Newman says:
“Oh, wayward man! discontented first that thy God is far from thee, discontented again when He has drawn near,—complaining first that He is high, complaining next that He is low!—unhumbled being, when wilt thou cease to make thyself thine own centre, and learn that God is infinite in all He does, infinite when He reigns in heaven, infinite when He serves on earth, exacting our homage in the midst of His Angels, and winning homage from us in the midst of sinners? Adorable He is in His eternal rest, adorable in the glory of His court, adorable in the beauty of His works, most adorable of all, most royal, most persuasive in His deformity.
Think you not, my brethren, that to Mary, when she held Him in her maternal arms, when she gazed on the pale countenance and the dislocated limbs of her God, when she traced the wandering lines of blood, when she counted the weals, the bruises, and the wounds, which dishonoured that virginal flesh, think you not that to her eyes it was more beautiful than when she first worshipped it, pure, radiant, and fragrant, on the night of His nativity?”
So is it, O dear and gracious Lord, “the day of death is better than the day of birth, and better is the house of mourning than the house of feasting”. Better for me that Thou shouldst come thus abject and dishonourable, than hadst Thou put on a body fair as Adam’s when he came out of Thy Hand.
Thy glory sullied, Thy beauty marred, those five wounds welling out blood, those temples torn and raw, that broken heart, that crushed and livid frame, they teach me more, than wert Thou Solomon.
The gentle and tender expression of that Countenance is no new beauty, or created grace; it is but the manifestation, in a human form, of Attributes which have been from everlasting.
Thou canst not change, O Jesus; and, as Thou art still Mystery, so wast Thou always Love. I cannot comprehend Thee more than I did, before I saw Thee on the Cross; but I have gained my lesson. I have before me the proof that in spite of Thy awful nature, and the clouds and darkness which surround it, Thou canst think of me with a personal affection. Thou hast died, that I might live.
“Let us love God,” says Thy Apostle, “because He first hath loved us.” I can love Thee now from first to last, though from first to last I cannot understand Thee. As I adore Thee, O Lover of souls, in Thy humiliation, so will I admire Thee and embrace Thee in Thy infinite and everlasting power.”
As the Amazon Synod continues in Rome, you get the impression it’s different than previous synods. More grassroots reports, more listening, more searching to understand the church in the context of the”the Signs of the Times.”
The Amazon region, the size of the United States, faces environmental challenges. It’s an area that’s crucial to our planet, but it’s also home to indigenous people who have rights to a way of life and the gift of the gospel. They need to be heard.
Some are claiming a change in church discipline, clerical celibacy especially, is the point of the synod, but It’s goal is much bigger than that. Just read the preliminary working paper and see the scope of the synod.
It seems Pope Francis is offering a way of pastoral planning that is good everywhere in the church. We could use it here in the USA.