The Torn Curtain

Breaking Out or Breaking In?


There is an Ignatian practice called the Daily Examen in which one looks back over their day and more or less takes stock of how they did. I’ve read several different guides for this practice, and many begin with, “Come into God’s presence.” One version struck me, it said “Recall that you are in the presence of God.”

So, last night, I didn’t get past that step. I started thinking about the difference between coming into God’s presence, sort of like walking into a church or something, vs remembering that you are always in God’s presence. Sort of like realizing I am always in church, but distracted. Then I hear bells and remember where I am.

I started thinking about the veil being torn in two in the Temple at the moment of Christ’s death on the cross – the veil that separated the Holy of Holies from the rest of us rabble. I remember being told the barrier between us and God had been removed. I had this image of God escaping from his little tabernacle out into the world. The Kingdom of God is at hand indeed. Of course this is not theologically accurate… or is it? Not that God was trapped of course, but the sense of separation is certainly thematic. If the High Priest had to go into the Holy of Holies, there is certainly the idea that God was in there, and not out here.

When the veil was torn, did it simply mean we could all enter the Holy of Holies? Or did it mean that the Holy of Holies exploded out to fill the world? That we are all in God’s temple right now, wherever we are? “Recall that you are in God’s presence.”

I then thought about how frail my response is to the money lenders in the courtyard of the temple. Then I fell asleep.

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1 Response to The Torn Curtain

  1. Relax... says:

    Sometimes when I fall asleep at times like that and especially if I go off on some meditative jaunt first, I realize that my intentions are superseded by His, and I trust that He didn’t fall asleep and said something that I’ll suss my way to eventually. As for Ignation ways of praying (or graspable intimacy with Him), if not for reading Jesuits when I did, I would have left the Church — at least for a long hard time. Jesuits proved to me the one thing needed: God is love.

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