Reading Merton has led to what my soul mate used to call a "Catholic attack." In a selection from The Seven Storey Mountain he recounts his first visit to a Catholic church where the assistant preached on the divine and human natures of Christ. I can not imagine hearing that kind of preaching in my parish today. Merton says the attraction to Catholicism as "They know what they believe..." With the piskies (as said soul mate used to call us; he was a cradle one) it's more like, Come as you are and stay as you are, whatever!!
In the return to a few minutes of sitting still before morning prayer, tears come up and it takes me a while to realize what they are about: a yearning for true doctine!
Then read about Abraham and Isaac (contemplating Sarah's feelings); the writer of the letter to the Hebrews' lovely paragraph about Moses' faith ("He considered abuse suffered for the Christ greater than the treasures of Egypt...."); and Jesus' teaching on eating his flesh and drinking his blood.
Then remembered when experiencing an attack of any kind, turn to the Lord. Tell God all about it.
Hopefully I can make the women's retreat the end of March.
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