Cross-Grained and Crotchety?

The late Bro Duncan PBGV managed to combine being a canine Grumpy Old Man with a droll and engaging character (cue misty-eyed moment). Those of us who lack the huge nose, whiskers and gently waving tail of his breed have a harder job convincing others that our testiness is transitory and our goodwill towards humankind more general and lasting. The sad fact is that as we get older our patience seems to wear thinner, and we grumble and grouse where once we would have been all bright-eyed enthusiasm and generosity. Or so it seems.

While I have been offline recently, I’ve been thinking about my friends and realised that the oldest among them are also among the nicest and kindest I’ve ever met. Cross-grained? No. Crotchety? No. It is I, dear reader, who fall into that category; and I wouldn’t mind betting that some of you do, too. There seems to be a stage as we approach old age, let’s say from about 60 onwards, when the more negative elements of our character come to the fore, and just when we had hoped we were becoming ‘nicer’, we found we were becoming nastier. What is actually happening, of course, is that we are beginning to see ourselves more clearly. Self-knowledge has always been an important part of growing spiritually, but it is very difficult to achieve. Living in community is a great help, for the brethren are always delighted to assist with fraternal observations and corrections, but not everyone has that advantage. The self-knowledge we seek is not to be equated with narcissism but with the kind of cool realism that acknowledges good points (grace) as well as bad (sin). As such, it requires effort and a humility only gradually acquired.

Today’s section of the Rule, RB 7.19–23, which should be compared with Cassian’s Institutes, IV. 39, is a very good way into thinking about ourselves in the light of God’s grace. The centrality of the choices we make and the difference between indulging our self-will (voluntas. . . propria) and doing God’s will (illius voluntas) is starkly contrasted. St Benedict does not beat about the bush but castigates the self-indulgence that leads to corruption. Interestingly, he attributes this to carelessness, inattentiveness, being, quite literally, negligent. He expects his monks to be constantly keeping watch over their thoughts and actions. There is no down-time in the monastery, no period when we can relax our guard. Those who prefer a Sunday-only kind of religion may find this surprising. Being always on the alert suggests strain, doesn’t it? Benedict would disagree, for the simple reason that, like St Paul, he sees the whole of life as being lived out in confrontation with the powers of this world. He ends this short section with a quotation from the psalms which I have always used as my own examination of conscience: ‘My every desire is before you.’ At the end of each day I ask myself, where has my desire been, what have I wanted? The answer very quickly shows me where I have fallen short. It also shows me, with radiant clarity, where the grace of God has intervened, where he has saved me from myself, as it were. I may indeed have been cross-grained and crotchety, but that is not the whole story; and I give thanks for that.

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7 thoughts on “Cross-Grained and Crotchety?”

  1. Oooh! Where have my desires been today? now, THAT WILL be a revealing question, I already know! Thank you for your “Godly poke” today. I am sure I am not alone in appreciating being challenged..

  2. Despite all that you do for the Lord, you are still disciplined enough to do better for Him. This is why we, as your followers, admire you so much. God bless and care for you, Sister Catherine. May His grace, peace and love be with you now and evermore.

    • Oh, dogs do help! They are great examples of forgiving tolerance, usually….except mine is a most lordly peke, for whom I am just staff, so I learn humility! Either way, beneficial.

  3. What a prayer that is, for cool realism. ‘My every desire is before you.’ *

    The whole psalm is magnificent, isn’t it, in its complex progress of feelings. Later, we get this: ‘as one that is dumb, who doth not open his mouth’ — compare Isaiah, taken up in Acts. There indeed is a comparison to make ! And then this: ‘For in thee, O Lord, have I put my trust : thou shalt answer for me, O Lord my God’ — quite a quoniam !

    *You know, too, this other prayer from the Leofric Missal, that finds its way into The Cloud, and in BCP is translated as follows: ‘Almighty God, unto whom all hearts be open, all desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid: cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily magnify thy holy name.’

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