December 2, 2024
The phrase “opening doors” carries familiar literal and figurative meanings. The play between those two meanings takes on a Christian sense in the Jubilee Year practice of the Holy Door, and as Br. Sixtus suggested to the oblates, we remember that Christ Himself is “the Gate” and “the Way.” The physical Holy Door connects us to a spiritual opening. So too can the phrase “opening words” suggest a double sense – the words with which we begin, and the words that render accessible a new reality. Words are front and center in our articles this week – in discussion of “jubilees”, in poetry, and in the question of the vernacular in the liturgy. I was grateful to Brother Sixtus for prompting some of my own reading about John Fandel, as well as of his poetry. I remember well Fr. Ambrose passing on to me his poem about Portsmouth as suited to a School Song, though I knew little of the man, his connection to Portsmouth, nor his prayerfulness. I did find that his poem lent itself readily to a melody. I noticed in one of the testimonies given on Legacy that John’s spoken voice had a musical quality to it. We also hear in this issue the voice of his superior while at Portsmouth, Aelred Graham, who addresses the words of liturgy. Graham was himself extraordinarily gifted, and we hear in the brief reflection reproduced here of his own interest in prayer and meditation. Perhaps we should rediscover his interest in teaching the youth how to meditate – which perhaps moves at counterpoint to Fandel’s poetry, seeking to remove ourselves from the word rather than to craft it. Though both of their endeavors, we must note after all, are in service only to the Word. Advent opens a new year for us in that service. May its words, heard with “the ear of the heart,” open doors of holiness through which may all may pass.
Pax,
Blake Billings
November 27, 2024
One of the commemorative pieces on Chauncey Stillman that I perused in collecting information on him was subtitled “Remembrances of a Life in Full.” This resonated with me as thematic for our issue, and very personally for my own life, as well. Our issue opens the liturgical season of Advent and our new year for the Church. The themes of Advent lead me to think of the life, and to the full, that Christ has promised to us. Our Advent Season leads us to the coming to fruition of His plans for that life, as He enters into our own life, born that sin may die, born to bring new life. The personal element that strikes me along with this theme is that Chauncey Stillman was the contributor of the scholarship funds that made possible my attendance at Portsmouth Abbey School, class of 1977. I was able to speak with him by phone in the late 1980’s, not long before his death in 1989, intending to thank him. The call did not go well. He did not approve of my studies in Leuven, Belgium, which he considered heterodox in its theological orientation. I tried to justify my interests, but he was having none of it. My hope is, despite all that, that my gratitude was expressed and understood. I would be happy to make the call again, and to only add that since that time, the bulk of my career, my “life in full” to this point, has largely been occupied with my engagement in the community here at Portsmouth Abbey, a community that has shaped my own faith, my own conversion story, and a relationship he was fundamental in making possible. It was an advent I have recognized only in retrospect, but with growing gratitude.
Pax,
Blake Billings, ‘77