Monday, May 20, 2013

N.B. RONNIE KNOX, A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS

For all those who can possibly be in London this weekend, there's a terrific conference on Ronald Knox happening at Heythrop College (University of London): Ronnie Knox, A Man for All Seasons.
A huge amount of work has gone into planning this exciting event, the first of its kind.

More information.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

VENI, SANCTE SPIRITUS

From our archives: a wonderful meditation by Ronald Knox, entitled 'The Holy Spirit' (in PDF), from 'The Layman and His Conscience'.
Happy Pentecost!


If a man should set out to go through the Bible, pausing and making a meditation wherever he found material, his attention would be caught without fail, I think, by the second verse of it. “Earth was still an empty waste, and darkness hung over the deep; but already, over its waters, stirred the breath of God.” Creation still in the melting-pot, so that we have nothing for our composition of place except a formless sea of undifferentiated matter; dark, not by some effect of shadow, but with that primal darkness that reigned before light was made. And over this inert mass, like the mist that steals up from a pool at evening, God’s breath his Spirit, was at work. Already it was his plan to educe from this chaos the cosmos he had resolved to make, passing up through its gradual stages till it culminated in the creation of Man.

Deep in your nature and mine lies just such a chaos of undifferentiated matter, of undeveloped possibilities. Psychology calls it the unconscious. It is a great lumber-room, stocked from our past history. Habits and propensities are there, for good and evil; memories, some easily recaptured, some tucked away in the background; unreasoning fears and antipathies; illogical associations, which link this past experience with that; primitive impulses, which shun the light, and seek to disguise themselves by a smoke-screen of reasoning; inherited aptitudes, sometimes quite unexpected. Out of this welter of conditions and tendencies the life of action is built up, yours and mine. And still, as at the dawn of creation, the Holy Spirit moves over those troubled waters, waiting to educe from them, with the cooperation of our wills, the entire life of the Christian.