This Eastertide in our parish, following an Easter Vigil
prepared with great care by our dear priest and attended by a congregation
numbering about 20, some might say we’re licking our wounds. I’m thinking we
don’t deserve a priest. And there’s a strange little word lurking in my
consciousness.
Acedia. I didn’t really know what it meant or how to
pronounce it (a-seed-ya), so I looked it up. There’s a lot of it about. For
most of my life I had it myself.
The door to acedia, says the Catechism
of the Catholic Church, is opened by presumption. If we think that at death’s
door we’ll be received as is, where is,
unchanged and unrepentant, and given ‘glory without merit’, we’re presumptuous.
We’re often reminded that we can’t merit
God’s love, but have we forgotten we must merit eternal life? God’s love is
unconditional. Eternal life is not.
Coasting along presumptuously we fall prey to
acedia, which the Catechism defines
as ‘spiritual sloth … depression due to lax ascetical practice,
decreasing vigilance, carelessness of heart’. Pope Francis talks about
‘slumbering Christians’. In a
secular sense, Alexander Solzhenitsyn speaks of ‘indifference … the
failure of a listless public to make use of the freedom which is its
birthright’. Considering baptism offers us ‘the fulness of God’ (Eph 3:19), doesn’t that sound like us?
In the Middle Ages, when they were
up with the play on this, the faithful were told to ‘counter acedia with
holy activity’. We might think that doing stuff which seems meritorious and we
enjoy is ‘holy activity’, but is it what God wants? Our ‘stuff’ is often a
diversion, which the philosopher Pascal says ‘prevents us from thinking about
ourselves and leads us to destruction … We turn to pleasures’ (sports, Tv, the
internet, even work) ‘to forget our miserable state but this is even more
destructive because it leads us further from our Creator.’ For centuries
spiritual writers have declared acedia’s ultimate expression to be suicide.
If that’s not enough to alert
us, listen to St Paul (1 Cor 11:28). Acedia is caused by receiving the Eucharist
unworthily or without recognising the Real Presence, which brings
‘condemnation’. Where Confession is disregarded, when
non-Catholics are regularly given Communion, we shouldn’t be surprised at
acedia bcoming so rampant as to affect almost entire congregations.
To acedia sufferers, the
remedy of regular attendance at Mass, prayer,
fasting and almsgiving sounds boring. Hellishly boring. But acedia is fundamentally
a lack of faith which we acquire precisely by these means, and especially by
contemplative prayer. I speak from
personal experience.
Pascal knew why we resist
contemplative prayer: ‘Man finds nothing so intolerable as to be in a state of
complete rest … he feels his nullity, inadequacy, dependence, emptiness. And at
once there wells up from the depth of his soul boredom, gloom, depression … despair.’
The paradox is, that’s where we meet
God. In contemplation, instead of telling ourselves ‘Just do it’, we let Christ do it.
It’s that simple.
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