01-02-2010 - Traces, n. 2
new world by Barbara Gagliotti It is Martin Luther King weekend, a three-day holiday which honors the great Civil Rights leader of the 1960s. We manage to beat the mass exodus out of the nation’s capital, crazy even on a typical Friday, and head up I-95 toward New York. Later that evening, at the registration desk of the Hyatt Regency in Jersey City, I’m handed an envelope containing a MetroCard, a ticket to the Saturday night showing of the classic silent film The Passion of Joan of Arc in the Broadway theater district, and a badge reading, North American Diaconia 2010. It’s still early and a much welcomed thaw in the arctic temperatures that had gripped the continent allows us to drink in a stunning view of the Manhattan skyline from the landing on the hotel’s waterfront. Yet, make no mistake, “We’re not on vacation, I’m sorry,” jabs Carrón. “This is a moment of work. Our purpose is to understand and deepen the proposal that the Movement is making to all of us now,” and we sit up in our seats in eager expectation. No fix necessary. The following morning, Chris Bacich, head of the communities in the U.S., leads the charge: “You talked about the fact that so often our uneasiness is faced as something to get rid of or medicate.” He confessed that even after 20 years in the Movement, the idea that something should still be lacking meant that there was something wrong with him–or wrong with the Movement. Instinctively, we all feel that the most beautiful thing that we’ve met should be able to heal this wound, fix the problem, but, instead, Carrón has continuously told us the opposite, which is that Christ opens the wound. “If this wound belongs to the nature of man,” bellows Carrón in his recently improved English, “there is nothing wrong. Man is this constitutive relationship with the Mystery. And if this is true, there is no doctor that can heal this illness, because there is no illness. The only answer to this question is in a relationship with somebody who is so great, so infinite, that it could only be the Mystery.” Carrón referred to discussions he was having with those thinking about vocation. He said that the first symptom–sticking with the medical analogy–that someone is called to dedicate their lives is that the presence of Christ opens, renews, and invades all of life; Christ has the capacity to make a person what he really is: open. Instead, what is our temptation after this initial, brutally honest, experience? We are afraid of the greatness of our desire and the possibility that an answer might truly exist, so we try to reduce it. “If we’re really sure He’s with us, we don’t need to be fixed. We need to be needy in this relationship in order to experience this fullness. Otherwise, we cannot understand what the human person means and what God means.” You take a deep breath and tap your pen several times on your notebook in a nervous attempt to quell what you know cannot be extinguished. Loving, not measuring. Jonathan Fields, husband of 17 years and father of three, was also a panelist at the same discussion. Coming from a secular Jewish background, he said, “Everything was all about measuring. I couldn’t look at her without judging her.” And in response to his medical problems, “The doctors told me, ‘Just keep taking the drugs and you’ll be able to relate to your wife better.’” It was easier not to face it, to run around on behalf of the Movement, to let the struggle simmer in the back of his mind. Then the need became very strong–the money ran out. “It was a miracle–in these difficult circumstances, I had to start coming home. I had great friends who said, ‘You’ve got a life to face. We’ll face it with you.’” Something else was present: the same old friends, yet with a capacity for such tenderness. “The major difference is that this thing didn’t measure me. I began to look at everything differently, and with that same gaze I began to look at my wife. I didn’t plan it, it just started happening.” An unspeakable hope and the impossible correspondence happening right in front of you. Condemnation or promise? Not even the small island of Puerto Rico in the Caribbean is immune to the prevailing winds of modernity. Aura, a university student from Ponce, spoke of the education she had received from her father, a thriving businessman. “Everything he transmitted was this thirst for success in my career, in making money and in achieving wealth. But then his businesses failed. And all I could see in his face was anger and despair.” She counted on her father to be the one to provide for her economically, to give her things and to take her places. “But now I realize I have been hard on him–he is a poor man like I am who needs love. Today, I am happy because I can finally see my father for who he is, not as I thought he was. This gives me room to breathe.” Carrón jumps in his chair, “Wonderful, thank you very much! The problem is to find a place where each one of us can be introduced to reality more than our family is able to do, because being educated to success is a reduction. When life fails, it’s not enough.” And, Carrón asserts, we don’t need a psychologist–or do we? “My name is José Redondo and, by training, I am a psychologist.” The coincidence provokes a moment of laughter. Recently, he recounts, he has been troubled by the referral of a gay couple to his care, because living a homosexual life is clearly against the teaching of the Church and he is a trusted professional in the Catholic community. “There is no dilemma,” retorts Carrón. “The problem is helping them to be free so that they can have a true relationship with reality even with their homosexuality. Can you accept these people in the moment of the journey they are in now?” “Let me be frank,” counters the doctor, “Suppose they come to me with a problem of impotence?” Carrón doesn’t back off, “The problem is to help this person face his impotence, his failure in life. Is someone in that situation condemned to be unhappy? Is someone in a wheelchair condemned to be unhappy, or is there a possibility? This is our Movement: what is the truth of a person?” “And the Angel left her. ” And so we reach a definitive diagnosis: either Christ introduces a new way of understanding ourselves, or we reduce Christianity to ethics, affixing a Christian label on things we do. “And it is foolish to think that Christ would have died for such a thing,” he concludes. |