Friday, December 23, 2011

Magnificent or Magnificat?

Having returned to the United States after a twenty five year sojourn in what I call
"the damp lands" of Her Majesty's United Kingdom I have come to love and hate both countries more than ever.

I will leave the UK for another day, but what I love about America is her upbeat, optimistic, 'can-do' mentality. We jump out of bed in the morning ready to march into battle, beat another enemy, cure another disease, make another million dollars or squander another million dollars in some great venture. We can do anything. If there's a problem we can fix it. If it's too hot we'll make it cold. If it's too cold we'll make it hot. We can do anything and we know it. Furthermore, we're not really proud and arrogant about it. We're cheerful. We're practical. We're the ordinary guy next door. We can drink a beer and sit on the porch and be successful and happy without being big headed. We succeed. It's what we do.

I call this the "American Alpha Achievement Culture".  However, like all things, there is a down side. We are so fond of success that we often can't deal with failure. We're so keen on winning that it turns into beating the other guy. We're so pumped by success that we measure it with superficial plastic trophies--plastic siding on our trophy houses in the suburbs, plastic surgery on our trophy wives, plastic ornaments surrounding our trophy desks in our big trophy offices. We surround ourselves with similarly successful people and quietly cut those who don't cut it. It is a neat and tidy, climate controlled, hair combed, teeth straightened, "Yessirree we are wonderful!" jungle where only the fit survive and thrive.

In a word, we are magnificent. We are the best--and I'm always amazed at the ability of many of my fellow Americans to simply ignore or remain blind to all their fellow brothers and sisters who are, let us say, not quite so magnificent. Too often I hear the opinion among wealthy middle class Christians that the poor only have themselves to blame. "If they had worked harder at school or worked harder to get a job they wouldn't need welfare and special health coverage..." or "Why should we pay for them? This is America! The land of opportunity! Let them get a job!" Perhaps they're right. But then perhaps they're wrong.

Perhaps its more complicated than that, and perhaps its more simple than that. Maybe just maybe it wasn't all about being popular and prosperous and pretty and powerful. Maybe we got the whole thing wrong--focussed on the wrong target and then so what if we hit it?

We want to be rich, but the gospel message reminds us over and over again that it is difficult for the rich to get into heaven. Yet, still we Christians work like everybody else to get just as rich as we can. "That bit of the gospel doesn't apply to me!! I can handle it." We hear about the rich man in hell and the poor man in heaven and explain it away. We hear about the final judgment when the poor, the prisoners, the sick and the naked and hungry are equated with Christ and we say with the damned, "But when did we see you naked and hungry and in prison Lord??"

Then at this Christmas season when we focus on the Blessed Virgin and her littleness, and her humility, and her courage and her being fully graced we must listen to the words of the Magnificat and let it question our imaginations of magnificence. Virtually every line is a rebuke to the magnificence of man, and an exaltation of lowliness, poverty, weakness and therefore total dependence on God.

Here it is. Read it again.  Slowly. Lectio Divina if you please...


My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord,
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior
for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his Name.
He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has shown the strength of his arm,
he has scattered the proud in their conceit.
He has cast down the mighty from their thrones,
and has lifted up the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he has remembered his promise of mercy,
the promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children for ever.

This is the heart of the gospel. If you understand it with your heart you will be prepared for the tenderness of the upcoming celebration of the Nativity of our Lord.

9 comments:

  1. Amen a hundred times over! I am always struck by how much the Advent readings emphasize God's preference for the poor and downtrodden, challenge American elevation of the successful.

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  2. "He that is mighty hath magnified me * and holy is His name."

    By far the best part of Choral Evensong, wouldn't you say?

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  3. Anonymous12:24 AM

    Let's not go wobbly, Fr. It's undeniably true that you have to go out of your way to be underneath the poverty line in this country. It's almost impossible to be poor unless you devote yourself to it as a vocation.

    Therefore, the poor clearly only have themselves to blame. No one's cause but theirs. And they can undo it simply by stopping to try to be poor.

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  4. "plastic surgery on our trophy wives"

    Perhaps you've been away from America too long, Father. By the time his trophy wife needed plastic surgery a real American would have traded her in for a younger model.

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  5. There is a temptation in the human heart, not simply the American heart, to presume, "Surely not I Rabbi" when it comes to applying what Christ says to us that we must do if we were to obtain treasure in heaven. We need to look hard at the rich man that Jesus looks at with great love, for many of us fit that description. We have not failed to live a good life; we have however, failed to surrender it. If we would imitate Christ, we must surrender it and that, in this land of plenty, even of the non plastic variety, is hard to do.

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  6. Oh Fr. I can't speak for anybody else but a lot of the middle class isnt sentimental about the poor because we live too close to them and see what the rest of you don't. When I was nine my cousin almost gave me to her thug buddies as a gift. I was saved by my clueless aunt and my cousin's second thoughts. She has five children by three men now and has led a very messy life. We all know to watch our purses and wallets when she's present at family functions. I have another cousin who is a rapist and his brothers are all drug dealing gangsters. They're hustlers on good days and stone cold deadly on their bad days. The rest of the working and middle class family stays away from them. Some of my kin chose badly others chose to live productive lives. We aren't magnificent or smug we just plain know that those who get up and go to work and keep their noses clean are better than those who carjack old ladies at the grocery store. Exept for the Appalachians and the Black Bottom poverty in America is largely due to behavior.

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  7. Anonymous9:46 PM

    Oh, Dymphna, please be careful. You said, "We aren't magnificent or smug we just plain know that those who get up and go to work and keep their noses clean are better than those who carjack old ladies at the grocery store."

    Pride is a more insidious sin than stealing. That is the point of Father's post. I'm not better because I don't do those things. I'm holier if I grieve and have love for those who do.

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  8. Rich and poor alike need to remember this Christmas reading of St. Paul to Titus: "Beloved:
    The grace of God has appeared, saving all and training us to reject
    godless ways and worldly desires
    and to live temperately, justly, and devoutly in this age,
    as we await the blessed hope,
    the appearance of the glory of our great God and savior Jesus Christ,
    who gave himself for us to deliver us from all lawlessness
    and to cleanse for himself a people as his own,eager to do what is good.
    (Titus 2:11-14)

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  9. YouTube has several recordings available of John Michael Talbot's "Holy is His Name", a memorable, haunting musical adaptation of the Magnificat, that are worth a listen.
    jedesto

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