The motto of the Carthusian monks:
Stat Crux dum volvitur orbis.
The Cross is steady while the world is turning.
Several months ago I gave a presentation at the “Hall of Men” on the now deceased theologian Clark Pinnock. John Sanders, a fellow open-theist and friend of Pinnock, shares some insight into Pinnock’s theology and personal growth. This article was presented at the recent AAR (American Academy of Religion) meeting in San Francisco.
I find this a great prayer for this Lenten season. It is from Brendan the Navigator, the Irish saint who founded Christian communities throughout the British Isles. He was familiar with long journeys. Lent is a season of pilgrimage, a season for walking closely with Christ.
Shall I abandon, O King of mysteries, the soft comforts of home?
Shall I turn my back on my native land, and turn my face towards the sea?
Shall I put myself wholly at your mercy,
without silver, without a horse,
without fame, without honor?
Shall I throw myself wholly upon You,
without sword and shield, without food and drink,
without a bed to lie on?
Shall I say farewell to my beautiful land, placing myself under Your yoke?
Shall I pour out my heart to You, confessing my manifold sins and begging forgiveness,
tears streaming down my cheeks?
Shall I leave the prints of my knees on the sandy beach,
a record of my final prayer in my native land?
Shall I then suffer every kind of wound that the sea can inflict?
Shall I take my tiny boat across the wide sparkling ocean?
O King of the Glorious Heaven, shall I go of my own choice upon the sea?
O Christ, will You help me on the wild waves?
This is a first in a series. I have several “firsts in series” but maybe this one won’t become an orphaned post in the archives of Tangence.
A.N. Wilson has written biographies on many of Christianity’s heavy hitters. People like C.S. Lewis, Tolstoy, the Apostle Paul and Jesus. (The heaviest hitter?) He has been a long time skeptic of faith close to the camp of folk like Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins. However, after going through a kind of renaissance in his own faith he has returned to the church.
Here is an article of his where he shares his experience of Palm Sunday: Religion of Hatred by A.N. Wilson.
Also, check out this one: Why I Believe Again
The time at the Abbey was spent resting and praying, praying and resting. These trees are near the cemetery attached to the monastery.
As we journey through Lent together and as we think about our own Pilgrimage let these prayers be both helpers and friends to us:
Almighty God, you alone can bring into order the unruly wills and affections of sinners: grant your people grace to love what you have commanded and desire what you promise; that among the swift and varied changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
– from the Book of Common Prayer