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October 23, 2013 Chris McDonnell, UK A Dusty Cardboard Box (Comments welcome here) |
Sometimes, when we are clearing out the attic, we come across a dusty cardboard box full, apparently, of junk.
Out of curiosity, we go through the long forgotten items and suddenly, near the end of our search, we find a long lost treasure.
This is treasure, not in the financial sense, but something that meant a lot to our personal story, something that we mislaid on the way and had in fact forgotten about.
It
is not a matter of rejection but a question of growth. Too often we hang on to a
particular experience rather as a child does to a comfort blanket. It does of
course take courage to let go, and sometimes we are fearful of the risk. We are
experiencing something of that in the Church in our times, for there are those
whose personal fragility prevents movement as they look back over their shoulder
to a supposed golden age of belief and practice that is no longer there. It
would be impossible for us to practice our faith in the Risen Lord as earlier
Christians did. We are a different people in a changed world. But that doesn’t
fracture our faith, it asks us to look at it through contemporary eyes.
Walbert
Buhlmann, in his book The Coming of the
“Renewal
is a continuous process, just as life renews itself all the time, or else
arterio-sclerosis sets in as a sign of the approaching end. The Council was not
a finish, but a fresh start, a thrust forward, after which the post-conciliar
Church must go bravely on her way”
A
seminal book, whose comments nearly forty years are more than relevant to our
lives today. Kevin Kelly expressed a
similar view when he said in his book “50 years receiving Vatican II” ,
published in 2012, that ”The Council is a process,
not an event”
The
art of making a success of a long journey is to take with you what you need, use
what is necessary at a particular time, leave it behind and carry on. The
challenge comes in making the selection, of recognising what we should keep in
order that we might be sustained and then setting out afresh each morning with a
lightened load
Relieved of the clutter, re-focused by the found fragments of lost treasure, the story continues.
Accept
My
Silence
Accept
My
Stillness
Accept
My
Self
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