06 February 2013

The Good Word -- 2.6.13

Jesus departed from there and came to his native place, accompanied by his disciples. 

Mark 6:1

In Mark today we read of a homecoming that begins well, gets better and then turns sour quite quickly.  This is the way of our lives.  And I don't speak solely of our own interpersonal relationships.  

No, rather, I'd suggest that this is a model for our own prayer lives (or at least mine!) -- and not in the way you'd think.

I think that our prayer lives get into particular difficult when they reach our native places, that is, the very core of ourselves, the intersection between spirit and body, soul and flesh.  When our prayer takes us to the very core of our potentiality, perhaps what one might call our "form," in the (ancient) Greek sense, we are confronted with our native weaknesses.  

Yes, our prayer does some good there, it achieves some minor cures and the like.  But the overarching trajectory of Mark's Gospel reminds us that if we really want success in our native land, we'll need to die on a Cross.  That's the only way our native disbelief will come to comprehension.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

A fabulous commentary on the reading. It is unique, thoughtful,insightful and relevant.