Always Drink Upstream from the Herd
Last Saturday I spoke to a group with which I’ve had a long association. The Friends of Saint Benedict meet monthly at Saint David’s Episcopal Church in Washington, DC, and through the years I’ve become good friends with many of the members. So it was a delight to see them once again and to share some thoughts on the Rule of Saint Benedict.
I opened with a recollection of my last visit with them, which took place just as covid burst into our consciousness. I had enjoyed that visit and went home with fond memories that lasted for all of five days. On the sixth day I glanced at The Washington Post, and the lead story left me paralyzed with fear. Doctors had discovered the first verified case of covid in the DC area, and I had shaken the afflicted man’s hand and chatted with him in a narrow hallway. Was I doomed? I prayed earnestly that I was not, and I wasn’t. But for a while I could only imagine the worst.
This Saturday I took as my theme Bach’s Wachet auf — Sleepers Wake! It’s grist for a good Advent meditation, but it’s also appropriate for most any day as far as I’m concerned. It’s a reminder that we can wander through life oblivious to the opportunities around us, and I for one have been guilty of that on more than one occasion. So how do we rouse ourselves from the slumber that so often holds us in its grip? That was the question I intended to address.
Since covid has affected us all, I then commented on my own decision not to let fear of it paralyze me. After one month into the pandemic I realized I could not live in gnawing fear, and I had to do something. So I sat myself down and formulated three practical resolutions that I still follow today. First, I decided to take a nap every day. Second, I resolved to come early to community prayer, because I owed it to my confreres after a lifetime of being late for almost everything. And third, I decided to write all of my letters by hand rather than by computer.
I’ve stuck with all three, and I’m amazed at the impact they’ve had on my life. Plus, they’ve piqued my curiosity about what others have done to cope. Responses have ranged from the simple to the daunting, but I finally gave the prize to a friend from Arizona who also had formulated a trio of observations to guide him. “You cannot unsay a cruel word.” “The best sermons are lived, not preached.” And last and best of all, “always drink upstream from the herd.” I’ve treasured that last one, not just for its practical value, but also for its allegorical possibilities.
So what’s the point of an exercise like this? For one thing it can be a challenge to translate lofty spiritual aspirations into lived reality. For example, praying for world peace always seemed fruitless until I finally realized that I had to start with peace in my own life first. Seeing Christ in others, which is Saint Benedict’s command to his monks, only happens if I actually act as if the next person I meet has been created in the image of God.
The list is capable of endless expansion, but the point is simple. The promises we make at baptism and renew at Easter ought never remain abstractions. They are in fact daily challenges to our imaginations, and it’s up to us to translate them into practice. Transforming spiritual ideals into easily-recalled bits of wisdom may seem childish, but in fact our success as Christians depends on it.
Meanwhile I continue to gather the ideas that others have to offer. Some have been silly and others quite profound, but in each case I’ve had to remind myself that these are deeply personal resolutions that have worked for others. Might some work for me? The answer seems obvious, and it explains why I have adapted a few for myself. To cite but one example, I no longer drink downstream from the herd. You can never be too careful when it comes to swallowing something second-hand, be it water—or gossip. I should have thought of that years ago, but it’s better late than never.
NOTES
+On 17 October I hosted a small group of new staff and faculty at Saint John’s University and Preparatory School. Sponsored by the Benedictine Institute at the University, I spoke on The Rule of Saint Benedict.
+On 20 October Saint John’s alumnus General Paul Nakasone spoke to a packed house in the Stephen B. Humphrey Auditorium at Saint John’s. Paul is the director of the National Security Agency and oversees cybersecurity for the US Army.
+On October 21st I flew to Washington DC, on what turned out to be a very long ordeal. Just as we were set to board our flight from Minneapolis, the gate agent announced that maintenance issues had rendered our plane unusable. Fortunately there was an incoming flight from New Orleans that we would take. Just as we were about to board that plane, the agent announced that that plane too had maintenance issues. Thankfully there was an inbound flight from Philadelphia which we would board — as soon as it arrived. The third time was a charm, and we arrived in Washington at midnight. But the day was not yet over. On the way to the taxi a wheel fell off of my suitcase, but by then I was too tired to care.
+On October 22nd I spoke at Saint David’s Episcopal Church in Washington to The Friends of Saint Benedict.
+On October 23rd I visited with a recent alumnus of Saint John’s University. Following graduation Nick had been a Benedictine Volunteer at Saint Benedict’s Prep in Newark, NJ, and he now teaches at the Don Bosco/Cristo Rey High School in Washington as part of the ACE program at Notre Dame University. He graciously toured me through the school.
+The first four examples of Renaissance art in today’s post are all housed at the National Gallery in Washington. At top is The Annunciation & Expulsion from Paradise, by Giovanni di Paolo (Siena, ca. 1435). Below that is a Madonna and Child by a follower of Fra Filippo Lippi (Florence, ca. 1470), and next is The Annunciation by Fra Carnevale (Umbria-Florence, ca. 1450). The fourth photo shows a Madonna and Child, in the style of Agostino di Duccio (Florence, ca. 1460). At bottom is my friend Nick standing in front of the school in Washington where he teaches: Don Bosco/Cristo Rey.