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The informal end of The Spiritual Exercises

  • The main thing to remember is that at the Exercises are not an end in themselves and don’t end with the 30 weeks. They are meant to continue on in daily life and hopefully will continue to bear fruit as you remain open to the Holy Spirit.
  • What you will gain: Who knows at this point? It might be realizing to live more mindful of God constantly creating you, continually drawing you out of darkness and out of the chaos that wracks our human nature; or learning to allow the necessities in your own self and in your own life world to give the basic shape to your life, a mindset once called patience or resignation and considered holy; or coming to be a friend of Jesus Christ or deepening in that friendship.

When I began the Spiritual Exercises back at the end of September, I was given a handout by my spiritual director about the Spiritual Exercises. Above are two of the things said about the Exercises, and something about which I posted when I first began this blog back in December here.

So now looking back over the course of what was really eight months, as this past Wednesday, the Exercises ended informally (a formal end will take place next Wednesday), what have I gained, if anything? I awoke this morning at 4 a.m., wondering if I had learned anything. In some ways, I feel like I’m still where I was when I first began. Yesterday, I worked on continuing to set up a reading blog I have for most of the day and I’m not sure if once I thought of God. As I shared with my spiritual director this past week, it sometimes is the same when I’m running out on trails. I can run for hours out in God’s nature and only after three-quarters of the run do I think of God. Much of the time, my wind wanders aimlessly, or with no thought but putting one foot in front of the other, the only thought with what is coming around the next bend.

As I write that, I realize that from a psychological view, I sometimes try to see too much what is coming around the next bend, instead of living in the now, being open to the Holy Spirit. Where is my career as a writer– or right now virtually lack of one, only eking out an existence as a part-time correspondent for a daily newspaper and an erstwhile blogger with four blogs on a variety of subjects– going? I’ve been thinking about the diaconate after a member of the RCIA team with which I came into the church recently asked if I had ever thought about it (I hadn’t). Does God want me to join a third order? Which one? The Franciscans? The Benedictines? The Carmelites? The list, not only of third orders, but of questions in regards to other things, physically, mentally, spiritually, emotionally, goes on and on.

I realize how much of an unfinished person I am in all those areas.

Over the past eight months, I’ve learned, am still learning, that as much as I try, that is part of the problem: I try, instead of allowing God to work in my life. And by that, I don’t mean a passively sitting by and not doing anything, although sometimes to be honest, that’s what I feel like I’m doing or not doing. But what it means is being open to the Spirit’s leading and also being more aware of when the Spirit is leading. I can be open to the Spirit’s leading, but if I’m not aware of when the Spirit is leading, then I’m missing it.

The conundrum is, though, how do I become aware of where the Spirit is leading? I think one way, and if there’s one thing maybe I have learned from the Spiritual Exercises, is through setting aside a time for God each day and meditating on the Scriptures. On those days I set aside that time, even if it is only for a few minutes, but especially if it is a bit longer than that, I seem to be more aware, even more alive, to what God is saying to me that day. And just so you don’t think I’m crazy or some fanatic, I don’t mean an audible voice either. I mean, being open to seeing God, seeing Christ, in the people and circumstances I encounter — even if the people aren’t Christians or the circumstances don’t seem to reflect God.

I recently read another blogger who also finished the Spiritual Exercises and he wrote of all the things he would continue to do after the Spiritual Exercises. So what will I continue to do after the Exercises? I don’t know. I do know that if I make promises and try, it won’t work. I’m not going to say I will commit an hour each day to devotions, because even during the past eight months, I haven’t done it.

Lord, I will try, no, I will let Your Spirit lead where it wants me to go. I will allow myself as much of a cliche as it is, to let go and let You. All my trying hasn’t gotten me anywhere. Amen.

O you of little faith

He presented himself alive to them by many proofs after he had suffered, appearing to them during forty days and speaking about the kingdom of God.”

Acts 1:3

Theme

Jesus sends His spirit to form us into one body

Grace

Ask for a deepening awareness of the power of Jesus’ spirit in us and a growing desire to serve Jesus in his members.

Prayer

Lord,
I offer
my body from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet
my mind
front to back
and my soul
even unto the darkest recesses
for You to guide
in the way You would have me go this hour,
this day, this week, this month, this year,
all the rest of my years.
Amen.

So like the verse above, during these nine months of the Spiritual Exercises, God has presented himself alive to me and has appeared to me, speaking about His kingdom…

…and like the disciples I did not recognize Him right away even for all the miracles He has performed in my life, including waking up the dead man in me over the last nine months…

…and providing my wife and me financially when I wasn’t trusting in Him (Matthew 6:33-34).

Time and time again, I have been drawn back to the footnote in my Bible, The Catholic Bible: Personal Study Edition, on Matthew 6:30 on the phrase: “Of little faith.” The footnote reads:

Except for the parallel in Luke 12, 28, the word translated of little faith is found in the New Testament only in Matthew. It is used by him of those who are disciples of Jesus in whose faith in him as not as deep as it should be (see Mt 8, 26; 14:31; 16, 8 and the cognate noun in 17, 20).”

If there is one thing I am learning — I won’t say, I’ve learned yet, because it always is a learning process — from the Spiritual Exercises, it is this: my faith is not as deep as it should be. I need to learn to have faith in God. He will provide.

Sustenance Sunday 1: Emmaus is everywhere

On Sundays, I will have a feature called Sustenance Sunday, in which I will highlight a homily from the church I attend, reading or readings for the day, or something else in a spiritual vein.

Today I attended Mass at St. Joseph Catholic Church in Mechanicsburg, Pa. during a weekend visit to Messiah College, my alma mater. Father Chester P. Snyder was the celebrant, and during his homily, he highlighted the passage from Luke 24:13-35, where two of Jesus’ disciples meet Jesus on the road to Emmaus. On reading this passage briefly during one day last week in the course of my doing the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius of Loyola, a footnote in my Bible on verse 13 caught my eye: “Seven miles: literally,’ sixty stades.’ A stade was 607 feet. Some manuscripts read ’160 stades’ or more than eighteen miles. The exact location of Emmaus is disputed [emphasis mine].”

Perhaps not coincidentally, Fr. Snyder touched on this in homily, echoing what the Pope told pilgrims who gathered for the Regina Caeli prayer this morning. The Pope said that archaeologists cannot identify with certainty the exact location of Emmaus “suggests that Emmaus is really everywhere, the road that leads there is the path of every Christian, indeed, every human being.” Or as Fr. Snyder paraphrased Benedict: “We can’t capture Emmaus. Emmaus is everywhere.”

This really struck a chord with me, because during my journey through the Spiritual Exercises, a theme which has been recurring is finding Jesus, God, through all the circumstances of life and through the people I encounter. As I was explaining to a student at an “official” dinner at Messiah College, it is not that I believe that the table at which we were sitting is God or that animals are God or that even people are God or gods, but that…

(Although as Christians, especially Catholic Christians, I believe we can be transformed into reflecting God — as St. John of the Cross writes about the soul that is united in love with God in “The Living Flame of Love” that “appears to be God.”

In this state the soul is like the crystal that is clear and pure; the more degrees of light it receives, the greater concentration of light there is in it, and this enlightenment continues to such a degree that at last it attains a point at which the light is centred in it with such copiousness that it comes to appear to be wholly light, and cannot be distinguished from the light, for it is enlightened to the greatest possible extent and thus appears to be light itself.”)

…it is that we can encounter God in the circumstances and in the people we least expect, if we are open to seeing Him. And sometimes it might be in the most difficult of circumstances and/or the most difficult of people that we see Him or at least a part of Him or something that He is trying to teach us. Too often, though like the two disciples, or even like Mary Magdalene in John 20:14, or the disciples in John 21:4, we don’t realize it’s God that is there at first. May we all be as blessed as all of them were blessed to finally be able to recognize God where He is least expected.

Emmaus is everywhere

Now that very day two of them were going to a village seven miles from Jerusalem called Emmaus…”

Luke 24:13

Today I attended Mass at St. Joseph Catholic Church in Mechanicsburg, Pa. during a weekend visit to Messiah College, my alma mater. Father Chester P. Snyder was the celebrant, and during his homily, he highlighted the passage from Luke 24:13-35, where two of Jesus’ disciples meet Jesus on the road to Emmaus. On reading this passage briefly during one day last week in the course of my doing the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius of Loyola, a footnote in my Bible on verse 13 caught my eye: “Seven miles: literally,’ sixty stades.’ A stade was 607 feet. Some manuscripts read ’160 stades’ or more than eighteen miles. The exact location of Emmaus is disputed [emphasis mine].”

Perhaps not coincidentally, Fr. Snyder touched on this in homily, echoing what the Pope told pilgrims who gathered for the Regina Caeli prayer this morning. The Pope said that archaeologists cannot identify with certainty the exact location of Emmaus “suggests that Emmaus is really everywhere, the road that leads there is the path of every Christian, indeed, every human being.” Or as Fr. Snyder paraphrased Benedict: “We can’t capture Emmaus. Emmaus is everywhere.” This really struck a chord with me, because during my journey through the Spiritual Exercises, a theme which has been recurring is finding Jesus, God, through all the circumstances of life and through the people I encounter.

As I was explaining to a student at an “official” dinner at Messiah College, it is not that I believe that the table at which we were sitting is God or that animals are God or that even people are God or gods, but that…

(Although as Christians, especially Catholic Christians, I believe we can be transformed into reflecting God — as St. John of the Cross writes about the soul that is united in love with God in “The Living Flame of Love” that “appears to be God”:

In this state the soul is like the crystal that is clear and pure; the more degrees of light it receives, the greater concentration of light there is in it, and this enlightenment continues to such a degree that at last it attains a point at which the light is centred in it with such copiousness that it comes to appear to be wholly light, and cannot be distinguished from the light, for it is enlightened to the greatest possible extent and thus appears to be light itself.”)

…it is that we can encounter God in the circumstances and in the people we least expect, if we are open to seeing Him. And sometimes it might be in the most difficult of circumstances and/or the most difficult of people that we see Him or at least a part of Him or something that He is trying to teach us. Too often, though like the two disciples, or even like Mary Magdalene in John 20:14, or the disciples in John 21:4, we don’t realize it’s God that is there at first. May we all be as blessed as all of them were blessed to finally be able to recognize God where He is least expected.