A funny thing. Every day, at least twice and sometimes more, I go up and down the local Mt. Zion Road. It is a mile long drive up and then down the other side. But it is not really a mountain... just a hill.
Mt Zion - in the Bible it is the mountain of God. It is symbolically - the place where God dwells. It is the place where the presence of the Lord is to be found.
It has always attracted us, those who are interested in the spiritual journey.
It has been a metaphor to understand the Christian life.
Moses met God on the mountain.
After his failure and flight from Queen Jezebel, Elijah ran to the wilderness and encountered God on the mountain.
Jesus went up to the mountain for his transfiguration meeting with his Father
John of the Cross called one of his great texts - The Ascent of Mt. Carmel.
If this metaphor of the mountain is still useful for the Christian journey (and I believe it is), than what lessons can we draw from it?
I can only answer as one who has NEVER climbed a real, literal, actual, mountain in his life. I have a friend whose son is quite the wilderness explorer and seasoned climber of rugged terrains. I have read the stories of those who have and I reflect on the meaning they coax forth in their writings. I also bring a sanctified use of common sense to this task.
I offer these five suggestions.
First - the journey is hard, very hard indeed. This is not a pleasurable stroll over the grassy hills of the Shire (The Lord of the Rings). All that is good is costly. The mountain is an apt metaphor for the spiritual journey for that journey which, while it is of greatest worth, costs the traveller something. Growth, ascent, and upward progress is demanding.
Second - the journey is dangerous. Psychologically, emotionally, relationally, intellectually, spiritually - all roads do not lead to God. Some lead to the precipice. Others lead to futile dead ends. On some roads, those who wander are easily lost. When I think of the mountain, I think of the Company of the Nine, in The Lord of the Rings, making its way through the lands of Rohan and toward the land of Saruman.
Third - the journey itself shapes you... toughens you... firms you up... stretches you... prepares you... changes you into who you are meant to become. This journey demands that you push yourself beyond your normal limits. It tests your resolve and forces you to make decisions that strengthen that determination. It equips you for the harder climbs yet to come (that right now, well they would be impossible).
Fourth - the journey strips you. We go through life accumulating, endlessly, possessively... As we accumulate (stuff, things, possessions, garbage, baggage, trappings, burdens) we slow down and we settle down. At first it is to only make camp. Then it is to enlarge the tent... then to improve the dwelling... winterize it... until eventually we are building storage sheds out back. The journey has been forsaken and we have become settlers.
We need the strong journey theology of Hebrews 11:13-16 as a corrective, to remind us that faith is always a movement, a pilgrimage, a way-making that requires the heart of the questor. This mountain expedition strips us of the needless accoutrements that have bound us. So we learn to let go of the superfluities and the trifles, packing lighter and lighter and becoming lean and fit.
Finally (although much more could be said) - this journey requires a guide. A seasoned explorer who has traversed the mountain and mapped out the way. One recent image I encountered was the spiritual director as mountain climbing guide. The less experienced climber (the directee, the mentee) is tethered to the lead climber. While the tetheree must still do all the hard work of climbing, she or he is guided by the one to whom they are tethered. They benefit from all the experience of knowing the sure ways.
In recent years, I have tethered myself to Ignatius of Loyola. For he knows better than most before or after him, the mysteries of the mountain of God. He knows better than most, the way of ascent. And Ignatius has left reliable maps for this journey. What is more, Ignatius was himself tethered to Christ. So in a beautiful way, I am tethered even more strongly to Christ by means of being bound to my guide.
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Journal sometime very soon on these reflections:
Are you a settler or a climber?
How is your climb of late?
To whom are you tethered for good guidance?
Brian K. Rice
Evangelials on the Ignatian Way
Leadership ConneXtions International
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