DESTINED
TO SUFFER
Life oscillates between a desire
to avoid pain and welcoming the sense of achievement that suffering often
brings. We know, in our bones, that there is ‘no sweet without sweat’ and yet
we are surprised by suffering. It is an unwelcome intruder. Just after a peak
moment in the gospels where the disciples recognise who Jesus is – ‘you are the
Christ’- Jesus pours cold water on their euphoria with the words, ‘the Son of
Man is destined to suffer grievously.’ When we hear of read of the lives of
great men and women, we know there is something just round the corner, waiting
to happen. Beethoven will suddenly go deaf; Martin Luther King will suddenly be
shot.
We also know that this diminishment
or death mysteriously enhances the work and reputation of the person. Lincoln
freed the slaves and saved the Union but he was also assassinated. All three
events go together to forge his place in history. Martha Quest is an
autobiographical novel by Doris Lessing about a teenage girl monitoring her own
moods and thoughts in an environment of constant rebellion against her parents
on a farm in colonial era Zimbabwe. She eventually breaks free and takes a job
in town but the luta continues. It is a struggle to find herself. Who is
she? Who am I?
Every life, in one way or
another, faces this question. The struggle and the pain is to stay with the
question until there is peace. This peace, or consolation, is described by
Jerome Nadal, one of Ignatius of Loyola’s closest followers, as ‘an inner joy,
a serenity of judgement, a relish, a light, a reassuring step forward, a
clarification of insight.’ It is sad when we get stuck along the way and give
up. This was Jesus’ quarrel with the Pharisees. They gave up the search and
settled for something seemingly secure but ultimately lifeless. The whole of
Jesus’ life was, in Paul’s words, a ‘groaning in giving birth’. He announced
the coming of the kingdom but that was only the beginning. The struggle was yet
to intensify; it had started with the beginning of creation and would go on
until there is true peace on earth.
I wanted to call this piece
‘Fashion or Fission’ but decided it was too catchy, too cheap! Still, ‘fashion’
– what others do - is what we settle for when we can’t face the pain of
fission. Fission means division, splitting and exploding. It means energy, even
atomic or nuclear energy, the energy we feel when we ‘split’ off from our
parents, our home, our security and start something new. The prophet Joel
announces, ‘your young people will see visions and your old people dream dreams,’
and Peter kicks off Pentecost with these words. They are echoed by poet T. S. Eliot;
‘old men ought to be explorers.’
Children are born explorers too
and it is a great sadness when this spirit is drummed out of them by the demand
to ‘conform.’ The desert is blooming with flowers, unseen.
September 12, 2021 Sunday 24B Is
50:5-9 James 2:14-18 Mark
8:27-35
Nadal, cf The First Jesuits,p83.
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