"If thou hadst a right spirit within thee, and wert well purified from earthly affections, all things would turn to thy good and to they profit. For this reason do many things displease and often trouble thee, because thou art not as yet perfectly dead to thyself, nor separated from all earthly things. "Nothing so defiles and entangles the heart of man as impure love to created things. "If thou reject exterior comfort thou wilt be able to contemplate heavenly things, and frequently to feel excessive joy interiorly." ('My Imitation of Christ', Thomas a Kempis, Bk II, Chapter 1 -
Interior Conversation)
We live on a small lake in a northern suburb of Detroit. When I say lake, I really mean pond, but the map says it's a lake. It can't be more than 25 square acres, with a max depth of 25'. It's a no-motor lake, which is nice - no personal watercraft, no speedboats. On calm clear days, we take out the kayaks or canoe and paddle around, joining the swans and ducks, or other residents as they enjoy the serenity and peacefulness.
Our house backs up to the lake, the watersedge 60' or so away - about 20 feet of lawn, and then 40 feet of untamed growth. A stand of poplar trees and firs occupy one corner of the backyard, while immature trees and scrubby brush grow thickly throughout. Over the years, we've been thinning out the shorter trees and brush, creating a path directly to the lake so we launch our craft without having to carry them to the dock off of the common area for the subdivision (our neighborhood is technically a condo association - one lot was developed as a "common area", with a playset and dock and gazebo. In fact, it's the lot next to where we had our home built). Clearing out the growth also improves the view - why live on a lake if you can hardly see it, right?
So - last weekend, I'm out there with the mongo clippers and heavy-duty pruners, clipping and pruning away, dragging the branches out, making a huge pile that (one day!) I'll run through my chipper...
...okay, a little diversion here. Two years ago I bought an MTD Chipper Shredder. This baby rocks! The chipper chute can handle up to 2" cal branches, and the smaller stuff and leaves can get sent to their doom via the hopper shredder. The bits and pieces are collected in a chipper bag, making a decent grade of woodchips, which I've been using to lay out a path down to where we launch our kayaks and canoe. It is BY FAR my most favorite toy - a lean mean high decibel chippin' machine.
...okay, back on point now.
As I'm pruning, I start to meditate on spiritual matters, which I'm wont to do. Anytime I'm working in the "back 40", or mowing the lawn, or weeding the vegetable beds, I use that time to pray, or meditate, or come up with blog entry ideas - I guess you could say I'm "com-posting".....lol!! (come on, it wasn't
that bad, was it?).
Lately I've been meditating on detachment. Here's the definition from
The New Catholic Dictionary:
An ascetical term signifying the withholding of the affection from creatures to fix it on the Creator. Creatures may be the occasion of mortal, or of venial, sin. The first case determines the detachment necessary for salvation; the second, what is required as the foundation of the higher life. Beyond these is that of the highest perfection, carried often to renunciation and actual privation, imitating through love the perfect poverty of Jesus Christ. I say it's putting things in proper perspective: God first, everything else second. It's focusing on the heavenly things and not placing inordinate value on the things of this earth.Many saints wrote about it, and lived it in varying ways - some as hermits and cloistered, others giving up everything (like St Francis) and still others who lived holy, simple lives within their given vocation.
As time has passed, I've felt God increase within me the spirit of detachment. My "desire" for things has noticeably decreased over the years - whether it's the desire to play a round of golf, or get the latest techno gadget, or any of that stuff. Yeah, I know I just talked up my chipper/shredder - it's just a tool that has its use, it comes in handy when needed, and that's it.
Having things isn't the problem - after all, two of the ten commandments are concerned with objects - it's our
attachment to those things that can be the problem.
Detachment is a lot like pruning back the bushes to improve the view. It helps to see the things of God - to more clearly understand His will, because the clutter is removed. Not only that, it helps God to better "see" me, in a way. As a Christian, we're called to conform our lives to Christ, so that God can see His Son in our souls. If we're conforming our lives to the things of the world, then we're separated from God - then, like Christ said, our hearts are not open for them to abide in us.
Detachment is helping in these tough economic times. There's less worry over the uncertainty, less stress over the conditions that, when it all comes down to it, I have no control over. My trust in God has strengthened over the years - He has yet to let me down, and I know that He never will. That's not to say that life is easy squeezy cheezy peasy - and it might even get much harder - but God, in His wisdom and mercy, takes care of His own. If my attention was centered on the stuff and clutter of the world - not just things, but events and politics and habits and what people say and how people act - all the distractions that can get in the way - rather than centered on God and heavenly things....well, let's just say stress and worry would be my constant companions. It is very difficult for those who don't have God in their lives - that is something I lived through, and it isn't a place I wish to return to.
Detachment takes work and demands attention. Just as the brush grows back each year and needs to be pruned, it's important to continually evaluate our relationship with God and prune back the areas that are standing as obstacles. Am I selfish with my time? How am I doing in my particular vocation? Am I being a light on a lampstand, or am I hiding under a bushel? Am I failing in any of the virtues, or allowing any vices to take root?
So, this weekend I'll be pruning more in the back 40, weather permitting - and along with the brush and trees, by God's grace, I'll remove more of the interior obstacles standing between us, and run 'em through His chipper/shredder.