Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Balancing Service and Solitude

In the past several community life meetings at the Mount, we have been discussing how to balance our needs for quiet spaces and privacy with our desire to be hospitable to our guests. This holy tension feels very familiar to me, because we grappled with the same issue when I was on the staff at Shantivanam House of Prayer. However, I believe it is a concern of all Christians who recognize the call to serve and yet need time for personal prayer and re-creation. Although Jesus called us to serve one another, he also showed us how to stay healthy while doing so, for he himself sought solitude at times and enjoyed getaways to Bethany to be with his friends.

My reflection about reconciling the pull of relationship and the desire for solitude led me to write the following poem. As you will see, God has the final say in the matter.


                                          Quantum Theology


                                          Quarks demonstrate in a compelling and exquisite way
                                                   that life in our universe thrives not on isolationism
                                                   but on the capacity to relate.—Diamuid O'Murchu

                                          All I want to do is live by myself
                                          in a cabin in the woods
                                          in exquisite silence,

                                          yet the subatomic particles
                                          that make up my body
                                          and the entire universe

                                          insist on grouping
                                          in twos and threes,

                                          echoing the Creator
                                          whose essence is
                                          revealed in relationship,

                                          so like the desert fathers
                                          and mothers I resign myself
                                          to living in community—

                                          but at least we have a lake
                                          house, a retreat for
                                          the would-be hermits

                                          whose dreams of solitude
                                          are dashed by quantum
                                          physics and a God who loves.




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