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Saturday, January 3rd 2009

2:44 PM

Somthing to ponder on

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Time out for Thanksgiving

By Sr Margaret Honner IBVM

(This article originally appeared in 'Christian Traveller' our parish magazine)

 

A gentle, quiet and determined voice at the other end of the phone introduced herself, ‘My name is Dorothy. I am making inquiries about retreat opportunities. Friends tell me I can try out a short one at your place in case eight days elsewhere overwhelms me.’

I could hear a profound weariness in her voice and suggested she come and see the Loreto Spirituality Centre and me before deciding to stay at all. She came, an exhausted little figure, carrying the burdens of her life on tired shoulders. ‘You need eight days to sleep, whatever about a retreat’, was my suggestion. Three weeks later Dorothy arrived to rest and recuperate and recognise the face of God in fatigue.

On her second day she produced needles and wool to make a nativity set of knitted figures. She began to fashion the brown cloak of St Joseph. When we talked she said;

An image comes to me of a little seventeen year old figure, dressed in brown, lost and lonely, wandering through Adelaide University and up and down North Terrace. As a child I was always interested in spirituality and I think meditation came easily to me. At the same time, since my family did not belong to an organised religion, I always felt left out. There was no-one to teach or guide me in the way of prayer. Enthusiastically I joined an evangelical religious group at university confident this was my chance I found, sadly for me, that everyone else knew things I could not guess at. Too shy to ask I longed for someone to explain the words they used, to find the references they recommended. I felt even more left out.

Attentiveness to St Joseph as she read about him in Matthew’s Gospel and watched his figure form in her hands lead Dorothy to identify with Joseph in his confusions that gave meaning and significance to her own as she recognised they had much in common.

Within the process of the retreat the pre-eminent place of Mary in Catholic spirituality caused initial discomfort for Dorothy as a Protestant. Subsequently, staying with the Infancy Narratives reminded her of the birth of her own children and made a meeting place for Dorothy and Our Lady. In Dorothy’s case, childbirth was surrounded by competence and efficiency. In the most important moments of her life she remembered being treated with excellent clinical care, in the spirit of an assembly line production, in a country hospital with overworked staff. Confused and anxious she had longed for sensitive, human compassion and warm, sincere congratulations. Out of her own memories, however different her circumstances, she could imagine the loneliness of Mary at the birth of Jesus, surrounded by strangers, longing for the comfort and security of family and friends.

As the days of retreat passed Dorothy’s story developed. The Scriptures she chose to read, meditate on and contemplate offered her a mirror to reflect upon her life which she realised was a Gospel too, Good News for Dorothy, the pattern of Jesus’ life, death and resurrection repeated in her own. Until three years before this time Dorothy and her husband, Brian had been farmers, imbued with a love of the land and a care for the earth. Dorothy delighted in her plantations of native trees and had grown over a thousand from seeds. When their personal recession loomed they sought advice and attempted to diversify. They planted almond trees. At night the foxes sucked water from the outlets of the irrigation system and pulled the hoses apart. When the almonds grew the foxes reached up to the low branches to feed on them.

Just when it seemed they might start to earn a living, accumulated debts forced Brian and Dorothy to sell out. The land and their home were sold first. Waiting for the clearing sale, they camped in a caravan in the yard while the new owners renovated the home, achieving improvements that Brian and Dorothy could never have afforded. At night, when the work-men went home, they peered through the windows to see the transformation.

By this time we were up to the seventh day. For night prayers that night we spent a simple hour in prayer. There was nothing else to do. Dorothy arranged candles connected with a thread of wool to symbolise the life and home she had lost. We read the Gospel account of Gethsemane and at intervals played the Taize chants, ‘Remember me when you come into your Kingdom’ and ‘ Stay here and watch with me.’ Gethsemane became the space in the Gospel which allowed Dorothy to be identified with Jesus in abandonment, disintegration and desolation. Afterwards Dorothy explained,

I took the time to revisit our farm in imagination. I walked all over it and farewelled each tree. I went into every room of the house to say goodbye. Now my heart can leave.

Dorothy’s story offers a gracious representation of the power of God to be present, active and healing in the very ordinary events of our lives so that each moment is made extraordinary. The patron of retreats, St Ignatius Loyola, drew attention to this amazing mystery in his classic retreat manual, ‘The Spiritual Exercises.’ His text identifies four essential movements of God in the spiritual life. These insights directly inform Dorothy’s experience.

Firstly the Holy Spirit uncovers what it is in our lives that is hurting us the most. A thread in the fabric of Dorothy’s life was to be left out, left behind, pushed to the margins of existence. The Christian word for this is ‘sin’ which in both Hebrew and Greek literally means ‘missing the mark’.

The initiative of grace is to unmask sin, disorder or dysfunction so that it and its effects may be healed and redeemed.

The second movement, in establishing us in grace is to throw fresh light on our lives. Primarily, for a Christian, this is through God’s revelation in Jesus and the community he created around him. In this retreat Dorothy met Our Lady in a new and illuminating way and was encouraged with the truth that the Gospel interacts and overlaps with our lives, filling them with meaning and direction. A telling line from an almost forgotten sermon comes to mind in this regard, ‘God has to come and meet me where I am ‘cos, sure as hell, I cannot go wherever it is he is.’

The third aspect of Ignatian spirituality is to be identified with Jesus in suffering, as Dorothy was, with and in Gethsemane. In experiencing at depth Jesus’ passion and death a realisation of God’s presence in her grief and losses emerged allowing her to enter into a detachment and freedom of spirit that cannot be constrained by any circumstances. Extreme suffering can easily cause despair. To face and move through it develops compassion, the capacity to be with others in all their experiences: sorrow or joy, anxiety or relief, success or failure.

Quite often in the microcosm of a retreat there is an experience of a fourth dimension of God’s grace also identified by Ignatius. For Dorothy this did not happen. It was not God’s time then. Eighteen months later when we met again she was able to say that quite recently the powerful, gentle energy of grace that signals profound union with God became her experience when during a Church service every spoken, sung and read word came alive as if everything was directed and meant for her. David Fleming in his version of ‘The Spiritual Exercises’, gives these words for this grace, ‘...the gift of being able to enter into the joy and consolation of Jesus in the victory of his risen life.’1  This individual and personal ratification of the Resurrection allows us to find God in all things, to recognise that he is already there,everywhere, wherever we choose to look and to know that with all the urgent dynamism of love he is eternally intent on discovering each of us and making everyone another revelation of his compassionate creativity ( 2 Cor. 1:3-14). Being united with Christ, drawn into the Father’s presence(Gal 2:19-20), we move outside ourselves into union with him and receive him too as our principle of life. Occasionally the breath of the Spirit disperses the clouds of mystery that surround the Trinity and for a moment we find ourselves in a place of truth, recognising with new intensity the pattern of history, God’s unfolding of each individuated covenant of grace for and in community. With Dorothy, in St Paul’s words, we can affirm, ‘In Christ and through faith in him we can speak freely to God, drawing near him with confidence.’(Eph. 3:12) and expect Paul’s prayer to be made real:

...that he will bestow on you gifts in keeping with the riches of his glory. May he strengthen you inwardly through the working of his Spirit. May Christ dwell in your hearts through faith, and may charity be the root and foundation of your life. Thus you will be able to grasp fully, with all the holy ones, the breadth and length and height and depth of Christ’s love, and experience this love which surpasses all knowledge, so that you may attain to the fullness of God himself. (Eph. 3:12-19)

In giving permission for her story to be told, Dorothy wrote,

Now you have written down what happened at my retreat I am beginning to see what happened! You may use my story as you see fit as I hope my experience of awareness of God in my life may also come to others.

 

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