During
my active pastoral career I typically took a three or four day silent retreat
once a year for some personal spiritual perspective and renewal. When I “retired”
and began doing interim pastorates, that schedule was no longer practical.
Since caring for my wife, Candy, on her journey with Alzheimer’s disease I have
not taken such a retreat. While I find caring for her a satisfying joy, I am
aware that the attention it demands has been increasing. In addition, in his
90s her father (she is his only child) has had some serious falls and a stroke.
So I have become his defacto caregiver as well. As he has weakened, I have
assumed more daily responsibilities for him. I was discussing with my therapist
how tiring paying attention around the clock has become. She suggested I seek
some way to take a break for some respite. That brought me back to my annual
silent retreats. So after a decade, I took such at retreat June 10-12, 2021.
Though
I kept a hot pen journal during the
retreat, I thought identifying the scriptures that emerged to inform each day’s
meditation. I did not go looking for special biblical input but concentrated on
the readings from the Revised Common
Lectionary on which I would be having daily lectio divina as usual. Also I would keep my regular rotation of
praying through five Psalms each day. As I soaked in these passages and in the
extended silence, I listened for nudges of the Spirit to bring to the surface
what would refresh me.
On Thursday, June
10 these lines from lectio divina brought
to me the theme of not looking on outward things, but inviting God to look into
my heart with me. It became something of a day of Ignatian examen, not entirely confession and
repentance but also delight and joy (as in Psalm 51:12). I did pray through
Psalms 10, 40, 70, 100, and 130 that day, but my lectio divina led me to Psalm 139 with its awareness that God knows
me through and through, concluding with the invitation from verses 23-24. “Search
me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my thoughts. See if there is any
wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”
1 Samuel 16:7
“The Lord does not see as mortals see; they look on the
outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”
2 Corinthians 5:12
“You may be able to answer those who
boast in outward appearance and not in the heart.”
Mark 4:27
“The seed would sprout and grow, he
does not know how.”
On Friday June 11,
Psalm 131:2 stood out as I prayed through 11, 41, 71, 101, 131. “I have calmed
and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like the
weaned child that is with me.” This is a longtime favorite for my
centering prayer (often with Van Gogh’s drawing of Sien with Child on Her Lap as my icon/spiritual window), letting
myself curled up on God’s lap as a small child with its mother. These
reflections led me to the hymn Be Still,
My Soul and this line from the second verse, “All now mysterious shall be
clear at last.”
On Saturday, June
12 the refrain from Psalm 42:5, 11; 43:5 (12, 41, 72, 102, 132) seemed to draw
all of the retreat to both a conclusion and a commission for returning to my
caregiving mission. “Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you
disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my
God.”