Holy Rule for Mar. 27
Prayers, please, for the happy death and eternal rest of Tim, who died of prostate cancer, for all his family and all who mourn him.
Prayers for the happy death and eternal rest of Eva, slipping closer to comatose, and for all her family, especially Dave.
Prayers for Rob, who fell and broke both elbows and is in a lot pain.
Prayers for Br. Clement Rees, a new novice at St. Leo Abbey, and for Br. Christopher Thomas, planning to make solemn vows on the Feast of St. Benedict. Deo gratias and multos annos to both! Lord, help us all as You know and
will. God's will is best. All is mercy and grace. God is never absent, praise
Him! Thanks so much. JL
March 27, July 27, November 26
Chapter 47: On Giving the Signal for the Time of the Work of God
The indicating of the hour for the Work of God
by day and by night
shall devolve upon the Abbot
either to give the signal himself
or to assign this duty to such a careful brother
that everything will take place at the proper hours.
Let the Psalms and the antiphons be intoned
by those who are appointed for it,
in their order after the Abbot.
And no one shall presume to sing or read
unless he can fulfill that office
in such a way as to edify the hearers.
Let this function be performed
with humility, gravity and reverence,
and by him whom the Abbot has appointed.
A quickie here that applies to all, in monastery or out. It sometimes
happens that we desire a job we ought not to have. It sometimes
happens that we get a job that is too much for us and realize that in
the midst of things. These are times for the great truthfulness of
humility, to either stop seeking the task in question or to frankly
admit that we cannot do it as it should be done.
Such honesty is hard, to be sure. Our hearts get in the way. We are
attached to things which are in themselves good, but which would not
be good for us. Not everyone would make a great parent, but there are
plenty of people who want to be badly, whether in fact they would be
good at it or not! Whoops! Tough on the kid there! There are also
people who would be superb parents who cannot be, yet another
thing to be accepted truthfully.
Anyone who has ever seen karaoke or open mike night or a piano bar
knows that MANY who would love to be cabaret singers are far from
that! What our hearts call us to is not always true, alas! Perhaps
most of us have also known people who would have been fantastic
spouses who are quite inexplicably alone.
A big part of discerning here is careful, frank self-examination and
self-knowledge. Another huge piece of the puzzle is looking at where
we REALLY are and where God has presumably placed us. Not everything
is open to every age, place or time. Were I to decide that I
absolutely HAD to become a flamingo farmer in central New England,
the flamingoes would be MOST unhappy by next December or so, and most
likely all dead by February! See what I mean?
Because our hearts are involved, there is pain when the thing desired
is not for us. That is hard, beloveds, but pain need not be futile or
useless. Unite your pains to those of Christ and His Mystical Body,
to those of His Passion that all of us help bear throughout the rest
of time. Then the Father will see only His beloved Son when He looks
at us. Then the world will be somehow better and helped by our
suffering, mute and unknown. Nothing is wasted with God and His
Divine Mercy. Nothing! Nothing at all!
A very significant postscript to all this: it is ourselves we should be
looking at. Rarely, if ever, should we feel called upon to deliver such a
message of being out of place to another. There are superiors and
bosses for that in most instances, and self-appointed arbiters of
anything at all are quite frequently a pitiable lot, spiritually speaking.
Love and prayers and don't waste suffering, y'all!
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