There
is a short collection of meditations by the Roman Catholic philosopher, Josef
Pieper, titled Only the Lover Sings: Art
and Contemplation. The title springs from St. Augustine’s assertion that
“only he who loves can sing.” So Pieper explains in his Preface that the essays
will clarify one thing: “that music, the fine arts, poetry—anything that
festively raises up human existence and thereby constitutes its true riches—all
derive their life from a hidden root, and this root is contemplation which is
turned toward God and the world so as to affirm them.” It would seem,
therefore, that “fine artists” such as Leonardo Da Vinci, Michelangelo, J. S.
Bach, W. A. Mozart, Robert Frost, Flannery O’Connor, and a host of others have
engaged in some form of contemplation to give us glimpses of God’s beauty.
Contemplation
is also essential for spiritual direction. That is, we prepare for sessions in prayerful
silence; and we encourage our directees to come with listening hearts and minds.
What’s more, we do not prepare an agenda. Rather, we listen to discover God’s desires
for our directees. Our sessions embrace a three-way conversation that includes God,
the directee, and the director. It’s not unusual to offer periods of silence to
listen for God’s “still small voice.”
So
far, my deepest experience of contemplation came during a forty-eight hour silent
retreat with a group of spiritual directors-in-training. There were a few times
when our leader intentionally broke the silence, and we sometimes communicated
nonverbally; but for the most part we were silent—together. Throughout the retreat
I remained focused by mentally repeating a beloved passage of scripture, a
prayer phrase. As we concluded, I shared with the group that I had experienced an
indescribably deep sense of the presence of God—of peace. I felt that I had entered
the contemplative path. As a result, I am better able to practice shorter periods
of meditation, entering my own hermitage of the heart.
I am
also thankful for the contemplative approach to the scriptures, Lectio Divina or Divine Reading. It
involves sitting in silence with a passage, allowing God to speak through His
teaching. Via contemplation, I gaze upon and listen to a morsel of the Lord’s magnificence. This practice makes
my sharing of the word more personal, for it comes more from the heart than
from the head. Contemplation also complements the cognitive approach to the Scriptures
I was taught in seminary.
A
case in point is my encounter with Jesus’ parable about the shrewd manager, found
in Luke 16:1-9. You know the story: A manager is accused of wasting his
master’s possessions. Before being thrown out, the manager wonders, “Now what? My boss has
fired me. I don’t have the strength to dig ditches, and I’m too proud to beg. Ah, I know how to ensure
that I’ll have plenty of friends who will give me a home when I am fired”
(NLT). So he calls in his master’s debtors and shaves off significant
slices from the balances owed. What a surprise that his master commends him for
his cleverness! Moreover, Jesus observes that the people of this world are more prudent in
dealing with their own kind than are the people of the light.
I’ll
respond to those questions by conveying a few of my experiences with the
parable. It was recently part of the daily readings for the Mass. I wasn’t
satisfied with the priest’s “take” on the story in his homily, so I consulted other
sources. I read an excerpt from a sermon by one of the early Church Fathers (in
Give Us This Day, November 7, 2015),
and I considered N. T. Wright’s thoughts in Luke
for Everyone and one or two other Evangelical scholars. What a wide range
of interpretations! This surely is one of Jesus’ most provocative pronouncements.
My recourse
was to “sit with,” to contemplate, and to memorize, Jesus’ conclusion: “I tell you, use worldly wealth to gain
friends for yourselves, so that when it is gone, you will be welcomed into
eternal dwellings.” I considered its beauty as poetry, the economy of
language, its simple, unavoidable message.
Then
I presented it as a devotional to a group of colleagues. Again, when I invited a
response, I was amazed at the range of applications expressed about Jesus’
wisdom. When I commented that memorizing the point of the parable had been difficult,
one of them quipped that it is hard to memorize a statement that doesn’t make
sense. But as I continued to meditate on the verse, I gained valuable insight
into how Jesus’ teaching applies to me. And I am beginning to put it into
practice.
Now who
will deny that this parable is a work of art? Followers of Jesus have been dismayed,
astonished, and enamored of it for centuries. As with all works of arts, we can
be drawn in and enriched by its beauty.
But
how did this piece of art come about? Did it arise, as Pieper suggests, via contemplation?
Surely the Son of God, creator of all things, is the artist. Would it not have
flowed spontaneously from his lips? Yet, we’re told that Jesus “grew in wisdom
and stature, and in favor with God and man” (Luke 2:52). We also know that he
often withdrew to lonely places and prayed (Luke 5:16), and that he learned
obedience from what he suffered (Hebrews 5:8). No doubt, the archetypal poet pronounced
this parable having spent time alone with His Father, the author of the Eternal
Word.
Do
we not, then, need time with the Word to grapple with its splendor?
©
Stan Bohall
December
7, 2015
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