Writing… for a change 2: On Insecurity
I don’t like feeling insecure. Nor do I particularly like feeling vulnerable. I do like my security and have found quite a few ways to ensure that I feel secure. Most of these strategies don’t work for very long.
I believe that the liturgical practice of the foot washing at the Mass of the Lord’s Supper (Holy Thursday) is geared to uncover the vulnerability I avoid. Whether fear of rejection or abandonment, this rite can elicit these and other emotions many of us habitually sidestep.
One of the aspects of liturgical praying I want to promote has to do with being really present to God, self, and others without censorship. So, for those of us who resist having our feet washed, I propose we not smile and endure like good little boys or good little girls. Wouldn’t it be more real to be fully present to Christ in this rite saying, “Back off! You will not touch my feet!”
Isn’t it thrillingly risky to be completely present to Christ without pretense! Doesn’t it call into question what has passed for spirituality?
Let’s keep talking. –roc,sj
[The Armadillo – a haiku]
Geez! Look out! Danger!
Roll up into a ball NOW!
Safe here. Coiled. Now what?