Going
down
Scandal
of Agape. It goes down… However one is always waiting for it
'rising' in glory. Christ warned his disciples of the scandal by
revealing at the same time the deep sense of Passion. There is a very
strong bond between Christian mystic and Kenosis. This one means the
'going down' as a fundamental dynamics of an 'ascent'. Can it be
different in front of the mystery of Christ who ruins himself in
death before resurrecting? The mystery of Kenosis is identically the
mystery of Agape. Agape makes you die with Christ. Agape makes you
raise from the death with him. The mystical experience is communion
with this mystery in the extreme depth of yourself.
Kenosis remains a scandalously
incomprehensible mystery
without this
other mystery which is Agape. The fall and the descent are not for a
nirvana but for a dramatic participation in the mystery of the crucified
Christ. Our God who is identified with Agape has to go down. He goes
absolutely down in Jesus. The great understanding takes place
through the Cross, crisis and criterion of an authentic Christian
mystic. In mystical solidarity with Christ, through his painful and
glorious mystery, opens the divine way par excellence, the way of
Kenosis. This scandalous Cross is at the disproportion of love. Even
for God the painful mystery seems to be the only possibility to make
up Agape. Isn't it the ridiculous weakness of an immolated
Lamb which carries all the sin of the world? At the same time it
brings, Passover Lamb, all his possible resurrection.
At the time of the ultimate cosmic assessment, what will remain
definitively
of the human great adventure through space and time? Where will you
find the absolute understanding? Which values, which creations, which
assets, will have enough weight to cross eternity? At the utter
amazement of all, it will be found on the bottom of the divine
descent, in the hollows of Kenosis. I was hungry. I was thirsty. I
was sick. I was in prison. I was in the distress… You came. You
shared. You relieved. There was born Agape for eternity.
The
painful mystery is really
a mystery. It can become extremely invading in the space of an
existence. However it is identified primarily with the sacral
distance. It is inaccessible. It is impossible to circumvent. It
causes fear and respect. It is inexpressible. It is incommunicable.
It culminates in silence. One can only speak 'around' it. From the
human side on,
this mystery is obscure enigma. In the faith, it remains always
enigma, but its darkness is irradiated
by a quiet clearness. Something like a distant proximity. That one of
Christ on the cross. Inseparable from the sin of the world, its
trans-historic root, the deep wound at the side of the world shouts
its gaping and its transcendence. This word Incapable to buckle
itself on his pagan euphoria and forced open on Redemption.
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