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Week of January 21, 2008
The young hunger for our nurturing blessing
By FR. RON ROLHEISER, omi
At a workshop recently, as we were discussing the tension that often exists today between younger and older clergy, a middle-aged priest said: "I'd like to bless the younger priests, but they don't want my blessing! They see me as a burnt-out, middle-aged ideologue and everything in their attitude and body language tells me that they simply want me to disappear and give them space!"
Many is the parent who feels exactly that way as they stand before a 16-year-old, the mother before her own adolescent daughter; the father before his teenage son.
That's also true for many others: the teacher before her adolescent students, the priest or minister in the face of a less-than-appreciative congregation, the coach before his players, and the policeman before a paranoid and belligerent young man.
It's not easy to bless someone who, seemingly, does not want your blessing, before whom it would seem a flat-out lie to say what God said to Jesus at his Baptism: "In you I take delight1"
It would seem that many of the young do not want our blessing. But is this so?
Not really. We must distinguish between the various levels at which we want something.
On the surface, clearly, young persons often do not want the blessing of their parents, elders, teachers and clergy. But that is the surface; they have deeper wants and needs.
Someone once said a true missionary is someone who goes where he or she is not wanted, but is needed; and leaves when he or she is wanted, but not needed. That is true too for parenting, teaching, coaching and ministry. We should not identity what someone wants at the surface of his or her life with that they need and want at a deeper level.
Young people may not overtly want the blessing of their elders, but they desperately need it. Later on, after they have matured, they will want that blessing but, paradoxically, then will no longer need it to the same extent. We should not be put off by the surface of things, where youth, naturally, push elders away and give the impression we have nothing to offer them. They desperately need our blessing.
What does it mean to bless someone?
We see the prototype for blessing at the beginning of both the Old and New Testaments. The Bible opens with the creation story and, there, we see that at the end of each day God looks at the world and pronounces it as good.
Jesus' ministry begins with his baptism and, there, we are told, the heavens opened and God looked at him and said: "You are my blessed one in whom I take delight!" We bless others whenever we look at them in this same way.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer once defined a blessing as "a visible, perceptible, effective, proximity of God." He's right, but what does that mean?
To bless someone, literally, means to speak well of him or her. More deeply, that means to see someone's energy and honour it as a source of joy and delight rather than as an intrusion or a threat. To bless a young person is to look at him or her and, without exploitation of any kind, give back to him or her an appreciative gaze that says that his or her life and actions are a source of delight and joy for us rather than a threat and irritation.
This can be very hard to do, especially inside of the same gender, when a young person's life can seem precisely a threat to our status, popularity and security, and especially when that life, in ways benign and belligerent, tells us that our own time is past. It is not easy then to say: "In you I take delight!"
We need to give that blessing. When we bless the young, especially when it seems that they do not want our blessing, we help lift a congenital constriction off of their hearts, like a mother cow that has just given birth to a calf turning around and licking the glue-like constricting after-birth off of her young.
We need to do it too to lift a certain depression from our own hearts.
When we act like God, we will get to feel like God - and God is never depressed.
W.B. Yeats, towards the end of his life wrote a poem he entitled, Vacillation. In it, he describes how at one moment of his life he felt overwhelmed with delight: "My body of a sudden blazed; and for 20 minutes more or less, it seemed so great my happiness, that I was blessed and could bless."
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