Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Surrender to God

Antiphon from Liturgy of the Hours, Morning Prayer:
“Surrender to God, and he will do everything for you.”

It is, of course, a reminder to give the loads we cannot carry over to the Lord and He will sustain us. I tend to keep banging my head against a locked door instead of waiting for God to open the door he means for me to pass through.


Monday, March 21, 2011

A Truth About Anger

In the 12 step fellowship Alcoholics Anonymous there is a stated belief that reads like this, “It is a spiritual axiom that every time we are disturbed, no matter what the cause, there is something is wrong with us.” Oh how I used to hate that statement. I firmly believed that there is such a thing as self righteous anger and that there are times and places where we should be entitled to enjoy being angry about some wrong done to us. The reality, however, is that if we do fall victim to anger, regardless of the cause, our anger becomes the problem and not the harm done us.

St. Dorotheus writing at least 1600 years ago says much the same thing.
“Suppose my brother injures me, and on examining myself I find that I have not given him any cause. Why should I blame myself?”
He then goes on to answer the question by pointing out that when it comes to human relationships in conflict no one is truly innocent. His solution is that we should search for how we may have contributed to the conflict, even if our contribution was without intent or prior awareness. If we find the source of part in it, we can work to avoid a similar event in the future.

The call to find our part in the conflict is a difficult one to answer. It requires we look inward to a level of truth that can cause us to flinch and look away from the mirror of self awareness hastily. We must look and challenge the truth of what we find revealed to us or we will forever be a part of the problem rather than being a part of the solution.

Prayer rising like incense - Psalm 141

Let my prayer rise like incense in your sight; let the raising of my hands be an evening sacrifice.

I just love the image of our words rising up to God as we pray with our hands in the open position. Together we each represent an ember in a fire of praise, our words rising up and becoming comingled like smoke rising up from the flames. What prayer would we be praying? The prayer our lord taught us, of course.

St. Augustine, writing on Psalm 141, said,

Prayer offered in holiness from a faithful heart rises like incense from a holy altar. Nothing is more fragrant than the fragrance of the Lord. May all who believe share in this fragrance.

 Our words are not like wood fire smoke but like the smoke that rises out of a pot of sweet incense. The Holy Spirit purifies our words, removing the bitter and acrid odors leaving only the best to rise up the lord.