Yesterday and today, the rule spoke about excommunication:
to take a person out of communication, community, living together with
others. Sister Joan speaks of the
justice of this punishment for those of us who want things to be all about
me. This I understand. We all tend to look at the world through the
lens of our own experience, and too often interpret events as if we are at the
center of this world.
When I left the hospital a few weeks ago, I asked folks to
visit. I knew that if I sat in my own
house alone, living in my own head, in my own world, I would devolve into
depression and despair. I would become
the center of my own broken world. I
need the voices of others to be able to hear the voice of God. These are the voices that kept insisting that
my living and breathing presence among the living was God’s miracle.
It’s easy to want to live according to our own vision and
rule of life; it’s too easy to stray from God’s way. Time apart, separateness, is a reminder that
we separate ourselves from the love of God when we separate ourselves from the
rule.
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