Fr Seraphim (Black)
29-05-2006, 10:58 AM
I was just released five days ago from hospital. For seven days whilst in hospital I was confined to a wheel chair.
At first it was a confusing and difficult situation.
There had been complications which arose after my surgery in January. I found that the major symptom which I have endured, more or less, for thirty-three years, that is, intense migraines had since January escalated into an inferno.
I was losing all motor control, and I could no longer walk. Thus, the wheel chair.
This brings me to what I would like to say.
I think we are all familiar with this particular passion. The passion being anger.
The Fathers and Mothers of our Holy Church wrote much of this multiform tragedy and I do not expect to offer any more than my own experience.
I have now been hospitalized on over twelve occasions. Diagnosed, misdiagnosed...it does not matter.
What concerns me deeply is the attitude in my heart towards other people.
Anger is a formidable opponent. Yet we are commanded to love our neigbour.
I hope I have time on this earth to repent.
My Spiritual Father was compassionate but relentless in rooting this passion out of me.
A glance, a simple word, a silence...any and more of these from other people, can ignite into a raging fire.
I saw patients in far worse condition then myself. Some, had a calm about them which was extraordinary. Others, were resentful, unco-operative with the nurses and doctors etc.
I found myself on a roller coaster of anger. At certain moments I seemed fine interiorly - the next second I would be assessing and passing out judgement on others, as if I were changing my socks.
It was diconcerting nonetheless. I find that with this passion if I do not move immediately into an inner mode of following Christ' s Word I risk deep trouble.
I ask your prayers. How can one by one's own effort turn this battle into the mystical podvig of turning what is a curse, into another way of being?
Alone, I fail. Only the synergy of the Holy Spirt and personal effort to keep redirecting the compass of the heart, can accomplish and bring into being the peace of which our Lord speaks of in the Gospel.
Ah, this Peace, like the song of the birds before dawn - may, I find this, may others if so afflicted, also by the prayers of the Mother of God, swim in its gentle waters.
At first it was a confusing and difficult situation.
There had been complications which arose after my surgery in January. I found that the major symptom which I have endured, more or less, for thirty-three years, that is, intense migraines had since January escalated into an inferno.
I was losing all motor control, and I could no longer walk. Thus, the wheel chair.
This brings me to what I would like to say.
I think we are all familiar with this particular passion. The passion being anger.
The Fathers and Mothers of our Holy Church wrote much of this multiform tragedy and I do not expect to offer any more than my own experience.
I have now been hospitalized on over twelve occasions. Diagnosed, misdiagnosed...it does not matter.
What concerns me deeply is the attitude in my heart towards other people.
Anger is a formidable opponent. Yet we are commanded to love our neigbour.
I hope I have time on this earth to repent.
My Spiritual Father was compassionate but relentless in rooting this passion out of me.
A glance, a simple word, a silence...any and more of these from other people, can ignite into a raging fire.
I saw patients in far worse condition then myself. Some, had a calm about them which was extraordinary. Others, were resentful, unco-operative with the nurses and doctors etc.
I found myself on a roller coaster of anger. At certain moments I seemed fine interiorly - the next second I would be assessing and passing out judgement on others, as if I were changing my socks.
It was diconcerting nonetheless. I find that with this passion if I do not move immediately into an inner mode of following Christ' s Word I risk deep trouble.
I ask your prayers. How can one by one's own effort turn this battle into the mystical podvig of turning what is a curse, into another way of being?
Alone, I fail. Only the synergy of the Holy Spirt and personal effort to keep redirecting the compass of the heart, can accomplish and bring into being the peace of which our Lord speaks of in the Gospel.
Ah, this Peace, like the song of the birds before dawn - may, I find this, may others if so afflicted, also by the prayers of the Mother of God, swim in its gentle waters.