I am reading from the tenth chapter of John:
It was winter, and the festival of the Dedication
was being held in Jerusalem. Jesus was walking in the temple precincts,
in Solomon's Cloister. The Jews gathered round him and asked:
'How long must you keep us in suspense? If you are the Messiah
say so plainly.''! have told you,' said Jesus, 'but you do not
believe. My deeds done in my Father's name are my credentials,
but because you are not sheep of my flock you do not believe.
My own sheep listen to my voice; I know them and they follow me.
I give them eternal life and they shall never perish; no one shall
snatch them from my care. My Father who has given them to me is
greater than all, and no one can snatch them out of the Father's
care. My Father and I are one.'
Once again the Jews picked up stones to stone him.
At this Jesus said to them, 'l have set before you many good deeds,
done by my Father's power; for which of these would you stone
me'?' The Jews replied, 'We are not going to stone you for any
good deed, but for your blasphemy. You, a mere man, claim to be
a god .'Jesus answered, 'Is it not written in your own Law, "I
said: You are gods"? Those are called gods to whom the word
of God was delivered-and Scripture cannot be set aside. Then why
do you charge me with blasphemy because I, consecrated and sent
into the world by the Father, said, "I am God's son"?
Now, I have tried to say four things: first, taking
care of yourself means you experience your experience. My father
was a nut on chewing your food. He would sit there and almost
count the times we had to chew before we swallowed. It burnt me
up as a kid. That came back to my mind last night as I was thinking
about experiencing your experience. I think my father wanted cows
and he got kids. Second, taking care of yourself has to do with
the Dark Night of the Soul, and third it has to do with meditation,
and fourth, it has to do with the whole idea of God taking care
of you. But, I am not flowing; I am not going anywhere. I am saying
the same thing each way.
Standing at attention to your life is something you
do not like to do. The bottom of that is the Dark Night of the
Soul. Standing at attention is the triggering of what I mean by
meditation. And meditation has nothing to meditate on except the
Dark Night of the Soul. Whatever machinery it uses, standing at
attention to the Dark Night of the Soul is meditation. I want
to put it that strongly. And the stirring of the waters of the
Dark Night of the Soul is Being's care for Being. That is what
I want to talk about for a little bit.
Now, the first thing I want to call attention to
is that God is the sovereign of your life. You have no choice
about that. That is a faith statement. But now I will change it.
There is a sovereign that is unsynonymous with any activity initiated
by the subject: that is the absolute sovereign. Now, when you
say "God," that is a faith statement. You do not experience
it as God who is your sovereign in the raw experience of the fact
that you are not running your life. Now, usually, a word that
is a nice easy word to use is "faith". But the trouble
is we are so trained in abstraction that we think of faith as
a philosophical principle rather than a realty that we are phenomenologically
aware of. Even when I say, "I showed up a man rather than
a woman", I tend to think of being yanked out of my Mama's
womb and coming out male rather than female. That is a subtle
form of abstraction to the degree that I really experience myself
limited in a concrete situation by being male. At that point I
am experiencing the overagainstness that I am trying to
talk about as sovereign. Male is just one thing. I could go on
with the fact that I am 64, I am not 24. These days every time
I come upon myself, I am nearing 64.
Now, maybe this is a better way of coming at it.
I go around filled with resentment all the time. When I peel back
the artichoke and get at the core, I find that resentment is to
the volitional aspect of my being as absurdity is to the intellectual
dynamic of my being. For instance, I am always out to do something
and as yet nothing has come off the way I have set out to do it.
Do you understand what I am talking about? There is a factor in
every situation that is unsynonymous with my own volition that
enters in between my deed and the consequences thereof. And that
entree remains unfathomably mysterious. It is the enigmatic power.
Now, when I say that resentment is the cognitive equivalent to
absurdity why, you can understand resentment! Here I am a being
with consciousness and therefore creativity, and in every, not
every other, situation, it is thwarted. And finally, I die and
nobody asks me. This is what I mean by the experience of a sovereign
power. And of course you and every man, whether he knows it or
not, sooner or later, has to say before that one "Faith"
or "Father" or the equivalent poetry thereof. Now, about
this you have no choice. I speak from "Faith". God is
your sovereign and God is my sovereign.
This is point three. People ask these days, "What
does it mean to trust?" What does it mean to trust God'?
I am talking about taking care of yourself. Whatsoever else it
means, it means that you selfconsciously in every given
situation acknowledge, God's sovereignty. We were in a group of
people four months after my son. John, died. and someone made
a statement that made me feel that John ought not to have died.
I cannot describe the explosion that went off in me! It took me
a lone time to know something about it, but do you know what the
explosion was? I went through hell to maintain the faith posture
that I was not simply the subject of fate but my Father was my
father. Do you hear what I am talking about? I believe that when
you understand the sovereignty of God you never again have any
excuse about anything . I am talking about trusting God, not in
some abstract theology, but in the concretion of your life. If
you can ever blame any situation on anything, then you are not
hearing what I mean by trusting God. I am talking about taking
care of yourself. You get up one morning and you forget, and you
say, "This is a hell of a day." That is sacrilege. That
is untrust of God. This is the day God gave you. You let go one
day, and you will not notice it, but the next day when you get
up you are exactly that much shorter than you were the day before.
You do it two days in a row and you are that much shorter. You
do it three in a row, and then pretty soon you are there like
a heap of shaking palsy collapsed in life. You let one go and
the trouble has started. I could go on with that, I won't.
Oh, I have to tell this on myself. Someone once told
me that I was the kind of guy who shot and killed the bearer of
bad news. Just imagine the general who is fighting a war and his
whole right flank has collapsed. If he does not do something about
it, everything is gone, but he shoots the guy who brought the
news, because it is bad news! And then a few days ago I read in
history that in the old days generals did precisely that; they
shot the bearer of bad news. I suppose that is where the saying
came from originally. Well, you know that is not entirely true
about me, but he has a point, as some of you have learned. Anybody
is welcome in my cubicle as long as they have good news. Well,
so that my boasting will be tempered, to the degree that he is
right or in that situation where he is right, that is what I mean
by lack of trust in God. Then it is that your caring for yourself
is in bad shape.
Now what do you mean when you say God cares for you?
To get this in secular language so you will not think it is some
religion stuck in here, Being cares for Being. Now, you have noted
Being could care less about deeds and could care less about knowledge.
Have you noticed that? Evidence of it is that the edges of the
pyramids are beginning to round off. Every deed passes away. Or,
maybe the best evidence is this fine body I have, which is my
deed. One of these days they are going to stick it in a 6foot
hole and then finally it will not be there anymore. Now what is
my being? I do not want to deal with it in abstract philosophy,
but in concrete experience. The way I experience my being is to
know my knowing and to do my doing. Do you grasp that? When somebody
says, now empirically what are you pointing to when you are talking
about your being? I am talking about the experience of the intensification
of knowing and the intensification of doing, more concretely,
of my knowing and my doing. And, by "knowing my knowing",
I mean standing present to my knowing. I mean being in the sense
of expression, in the sense of manifestation, in the sense of
presencing in whatever form, my knowing. I used to sometimes say
to a colleague, "You and I must do something." Then
the night before we would sit down and make a model and then lay
it aside and the next night make another one. What you make models
for is to bring them into being, and the way you bring them into
being is to appropriate them in your being. That is knowing your
knowing. This is why abstract thinking of any kind whatsoever
is finally naught. This is what the existential dynamic of our
time has taught us all. This is my being. Knowing my knowing.
Almost like eating my knowing. I do not want an idea that I am
not. This is what I mean by integrity.
Secondly, being does not care anything about your
doing. Somebody asks you now what do you mean? My way of knowing
my knowing is doing my doing. In some ways that is a little harder
to get said, but in another way it is not. It is the difference
between doing a job and sticking the one Godgiven life you
have even into washing a white linen handkerchief. The cross is
not something that happened two thousand years ago. It is at the
heart of Being itself when you stick your life, the one life you
have, which means stick your death into the least of all deeds.
That is your being, that is doing your doing. Now, what I am trying
to say is Being takes care of being. This is what I mean by endlessness.
You know your knowing and you do your doing. . . What does it
mean to take care of yourself? Very simple! You know your knowing
and do your doing and Being always takes care of being.
My last point has to do with this thing I read. I
have been taught in theology that I studied and probably by preachers
long before that Jesus never said he was the Son of God. I have
come back to that tenth chapter over and over again. The thing
that shocks me is that he did make that claim. The fact that he
grounded it in the Scripture is beside the point at the moment.
That was strategy. No, it was not, it was saying, "Why aren't
you saying the same thing?" That is more than strategy. He
stood up, "I am the son of God". It was the tenth chapter
that rocked me into seeing that precisely in the aliveness of
the Dark Night of the Soul, precisely there and only there one
hears the heavens open and the voice saying "Thou art my
beloved son". But the Jews could not hear that day what Jesus
had heard as he said "I am the son. I am the son of God."
What does it mean to take care of yourself? You cannot divorce
it from standing at attention to life. It would not even dawn
on you to say "I am God's son". If the meditation were
not happening symbolically with the council that is internalized
in yourself, you would never agree or dare. If you were not taking
into yourself the humiliation and the weakness and the resentment
and the suffering and the dislocation and the sense of ineffectivity
and expenditure and unfulfillment, you could not even dream of
making such a statement. I wish for one second I were not quite
so fat and not quite so short. I would like to stand tall before
you. I am God's son. It is like in Faust, the broken sword picked
up with the hilt showing, there is the cross and Satan flees.
I am proud, as I hope you are proud, this day and every day to
be a son of God. I hope always when I feel the pressures that
I will not forget to throw my shoulders back. I hope I do it so
you can see it. I am a son of God. I am not what you think I am.
I am not what I think I am. I am not what anybody thinks I am.
I am what God thinks I am, therefore I say, I am a son of God.
Take care of yourself.
Joseph W. Mathews