That Sinking Feeling

There are probably very few who do not feel, from time to time, that they are ‘going under’. Work, relationships, the sheer complexity of life in the twenty-first century, with its endless demands for immediate response/action, all take their toll — even on those of us who live in monasteries. The feast of SS Maurus and Placid is therefore one we can all take encouragement from. The story of Placid’s falling into the lake, his distress being seen by Benedict, and Maurus’s unhesitatingly walking on the water at his abbot’s command and rescuing his sinking brother, challenges any simplistic ideas about authority and obedience. It turns conventional ideas of perfection upside down and confronts us with an important truth about our desire to be in control all the time: we aren’t and can’t be.

Maurus and Placid are frequently presented as types of the ideal disciple, the bane of every Benedictine novice’s life, so perfect are they in their obedience to a charismatic leader. It is much more helpful to see Benedict, Maurus and Placid as all three engaged in mutual obedience, all listening intently. It is prayer, listening to God, that allows Benedict to know of Placid’s plight, and it is listening to his abbot that allows Maurus to rescue his brother. Any perfection there may be is in that intense listening, that alertness to the voice of the Holy Spirit. It creates a bond of mutual love and trust; and it is that which makes Maurus’s action possible.

All very well, you may say, but what about Placid’s experience? He was drowning, going under, suffocating. We identify with that rather than his miraculous rescue. Love and trust can’t be summoned up at will, we say; we can’t force a miracle just because we’d like one. Exactly. Love and trust have to be worked at, they don’t just happen; and sometimes it is only when we are out of our depth and adrift that we discover how much we have to rely on the faith of others. There is nothing to be ashamed of in that. It is part of the meaning of the Communion of Saints. We rely on one another. We see that very clearly in family or community life, but our horizons need to be broader and take in the whole Church, the whole of humanity even. Whatever we face, however uncertain we may feel, we are buoyed up by the knowledge that we are sustained by the love and prayer of the whole Church in every age and generation. Our role is to contribute something to that ourselves.

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3 thoughts on “That Sinking Feeling”

  1. Thank you Dame Catherine.

    I think that Miracles happen every day, when an act of kindness or goodness transforms the day of both the recipient and the giver.

    The gifts of giving and receiving is underestimated continually, and that transforming love of Jesus is missed in the interplay that goes on.

    The miracle of saving for Placid is something to dwell on -we are all saved, day by day, from our own failures, and it seems to me that we don’t give enough credit to God’s Saving Grace among us.

  2. Like everyone else, I’ve known the feeling of being out of my depth and adrift. It is love that pulls us through. My prayers are so often pleas for help. Sometimes just help, help, help is all I say.

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