CROSSING THE THRESHOLD OF OURSELVES
How quickly
we have forgotten the lessons of lockdown. Planes no longer flew and we could hear
the song of the bird. It was a war without weapons but with the soldiers on
duty day and night spending themselves for the casualties with the same
intensity and risk. Those closest to us became precious for we never knew;
would they be next? Would I? Travel became a brief walk to the shops and entry
there was spaced out as we kept our distance, measured in meters.
That year
seemed like a long time and when it ended, we rejoiced to ‘get back’ to normal.
But had we changed? Did we learn something? Author Monica Furlong introduces us to an
account of a prisoner of war camp, called The Cage. The men are in each
other’s presence day and night with little to do. It was an unusual opportunity
for them to get to know one another. But were they willing to do so? They
prepared their isolation.
Opening ourselves
to one another, she says, ‘is hopelessly entangled with feelings of danger. We
dream of love and yearn for relief from isolation but run away when the moment
arrives. What is it that is so dangerous about loving? I think we sense it asks
of us something exceedingly painful. Sooner or later it demands a going out
from ourselves, a vulnerability to other people, a carelessness about guarding
our psychic boundaries.’
Furlong
quotes Michael Quoist who says religion is all about ‘crossing the threshold of
ourselves’. It not only means opening the door to the stranger but also
dropping the defences we carry with us. How firmly we hold on to ourselves and
do not allow another approach. When that ‘other’ is God, we are doubly afraid.
Letting God approach fills us with terror. What might it mean?
And yet in
our hearts, we sense it is the only true path to freedom. There are two sayings
in the gospels which are really only one: ‘Love the Lord your God with all your
heart’ and ‘love your neighbour as yourself.’ Opening my door to the stranger
is opening my door to God. John, in one of his letters, tells us we cannot go
straight to God. We go through other people. ‘How can you say you love God,
whom you have never seen, while you ignore your neighbour whom you see every
day?’
‘How can
you molest a stranger or oppress him? You lived as a stranger yourself in Egypt.’
(Exodus). Self, the other and God. We are all entangled - not hopelessly – but
in a life-giving way.
29 Oct 2023 Sunday
30A Exod 22:20-26 Thess 1:5-10 Mt 22:34-40