JOY BEYOND SORROW: Mental Health Awareness Week
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Judas
leaves the warmth and light of the Upper Room, separates himself from the grace
of the Eucharist, and goes out into the cold night to betray Jesus for whom
this must have been one of the most difficult moments of His life. Yet, what He
says of that moment is this, “now is the Son of Man glorified!” What an odd
thing for a condemned man to say. But He can say this because He has the grace
and the courage to allow events to unfold as they must, the grace to wait until
the conclusion which is in fact a glorious one, the glory of His resurrection.
This is the grace offered by Him to us, that when our darkest moment comes upon
us, we have the vision to see that there is light beyond the darkness, joy
beyond the sorrow. This vision of grace does not mean that we ignore the
feelings that come with darkness.
As we
come to the end of Mental Health Awareness Week I’m very aware of the words of
Prince William who said of his grief for his Mother Princess Diana, that it is
a pain like no other and I welcome his invitation to get us to talk about our
own mental illnesses, whether it be grief, depression or something else.
The
theme for this year’s Mental Health Awareness Week is Body Image –
how we think and feel about our bodies. We might also look at how
we speak about the physical appearance of other people, the comments we make to
them, comments that make them feel bad about themselves. An ongoing concern I
have is how so many Christians loosely speak to others and about them in ways
that are not Christian; how Christians are unwilling to take responsibility for
the words they speak, words that can push others into depression. I’m
really saddened when I hear that some of our children from the parish speak to
each other in ways that are hurtful and damaging. It’s not what Jesus wants, it’s
not acceptable to Him.
And then, of course, when we encounter someone who suffers depression, we want them and may even say to them, “get over it!” When we see someone grieving, we want them to get over that too, maybe even suggesting that grief is selfish, that a Christian should not grieve.
And then, of course, when we encounter someone who suffers depression, we want them and may even say to them, “get over it!” When we see someone grieving, we want them to get over that too, maybe even suggesting that grief is selfish, that a Christian should not grieve.
But let’s not forget that
Jesus cried for Lazarus, that He himself felt the sadness, the fear, and
the distress of His Agony; He felt the physical pain and humiliation of the
crucifixion. He felt all of this intensely and by feeling so strongly he has
provided us with a place of refuge when we suffer the fear and darkness of
depression and our other mental illnesses. And let’s not forget that, as He
went through His suffering, He also held on to the victory that was to come, a
victory that He shares with us in our personal experiences.
The early songs of Neil Diamond have words that describe aspects of my life and in 'Brooklyn Road' he writes of school report cards that say "he's just not trying." When I was ten I became sad to the point that I was not able to do my homework and when my Christmas report came it said, "homework almost completely neglected since September." Added to that I would mitch from school, spending time in churches begging Jesus for help. All hell broke loose and I was punished both at school and at home! Nobody ever asked why these things were happening and I had no way of expressing what was going. We are much more attentive nowadays to what's going on in children but I still say to adults, never underestimate the sorrow or sadness of a child. Be attentive to what they’re feeling and let them say what they need to say. I come from a generation of children that was not allowed to speak and it has done quite a bit of damage to us.
The early songs of Neil Diamond have words that describe aspects of my life and in 'Brooklyn Road' he writes of school report cards that say "he's just not trying." When I was ten I became sad to the point that I was not able to do my homework and when my Christmas report came it said, "homework almost completely neglected since September." Added to that I would mitch from school, spending time in churches begging Jesus for help. All hell broke loose and I was punished both at school and at home! Nobody ever asked why these things were happening and I had no way of expressing what was going. We are much more attentive nowadays to what's going on in children but I still say to adults, never underestimate the sorrow or sadness of a child. Be attentive to what they’re feeling and let them say what they need to say. I come from a generation of children that was not allowed to speak and it has done quite a bit of damage to us.
For
the first ten days of this month I had a really enjoyable time at home, and the
highlight of course was giving First Holy Communion to my niece Laura - the
radiance, the beauty and the joy of her!
But
the event that has touched me most strongly is my final encounter with Father
Noel in the hospice in Dublin. I had just enough time to see him before getting
my flight back here to Gatwick. Saying goodbye to him, praying with him for the
last time was very emotional, leaving him was a very lonely experience. He died
three days later which was, of course, the best thing for him. He needed to go;
his time had come.
But
I found myself back here alone in my house with this intense feeling of
loneliness, the kind of feeling you get when someone close to you dies. And I
desperately wanted to be with my community and with my family in Ireland, to be
hugged by those who know and understand me best. And I came to realize too
that, not only was I grieving but that grief had awoken my depression. I had to
admit to myself this morning that I am depressed. But God, who arranges
everything so well in my life – He also arranged that I should be here alone
with the grief that I was experiencing and I knew I had to trust Him in arranging
things in this way.
So,
when I read the gospel for today, I knew God was telling me that the moment of
darkness is also the moment of glory and it contains within it what we read in
the book of Revelation, the promise of something totally new - a new heaven and a new earth; God and His people together
and He himself “will wipe every tear
from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no
more, for the first things have passed away.” And the one who was seated on the
throne said, “See, I am making all things new!”
Easter calls us to look beyond the suffering we are experiencing
now and see with the eyes of faith the glory that is coming to us. And I find
myself longing for the new heaven and the new earth, for the fulfilment and the
resolution of all things in Jesus. This longing is our prayer and in the time
of our longing we find our nourishment in the Eucharist, in Jesus we already
touch the reality we are yearning for.
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