Still standing.

Blessed William Horne.
This morning I was reading about the Carthusian martyrs, particularly Blessed William Horne and his companions. William shares his feast day with St. John Vianney, who at one time wanted to leave Ars to become a Carthusian himself. Brother William was one of ten Carhusians who refused to take the anti-papal Oath of Supremacy - this after twenty other Carthusians did sign it. The ten monks were arrested eleven days later, chained in a standing position, and left to starve to death. After four months, they all died, except for Brother William. No one knows why, but he was kept alive and spent nearly three more years in prison - obviously not still chained in a standing position. Continually refusing to sign the oath, William, wearing his Carthusian habit was hanged, drawn and quartered on August 4, 1540.
“Even the elect…”
Twenty out of thirty Carthusians signed the oath. Carthusians, considered one of the holiest orders in the Church; a monastic life with emphasis on prayer, recollection, penance, and so on, was sometimes considered a veritable preparation for martyrdom, if not a sort of bloodless martyrdom. Scary thought isn’t it - understandable of course - but to think such holy giants as Carthusians would refuse to die for Christ.
“So if you think you are standing, watch out that you do not fall.” - 1 Corinthians 10:12
For years and years monastic life, along with any strict-observant religious life seemed to me to be the bastion of holiness and mysticism. I so often regarded enclosed religious as living saints - and I’m certain many of them are. Nevertheless, there has always been an element of unreality in my esteem, some might call it “magical thinking” - I think of it as “mystical thinking” or “fantasy”. Actually, it boils down to idealism - very human idealism. It goes along with our holy-card piety, our longing for religious in habits - walking through Romanesque cloisters with their hoods up. Although we often need such icons at various stages of our life to stimulate and encourage us spiritually, holiness does not consist in these things.
“Take no man for an example, revere him not, for the devil will show you his faults.” - St. John of the Cross
You see, as the psalmist tells us, “God remembers that we are dust” (Psalm 103:14) - something we fallen human beings forget or let ourselves get into denial about - thus resorting to an idealism which can perhaps border on idolatry. Lay people, as St. Teresa always repeated, place extremely high expectations upon religious, and very often, what would pass unnoticed in secular life as a fault, is seen as scandalous when it comes to religious life. Human activity and behavior continues, whether in a monastery or convent, or in a family, a parish, a school, or amongst friends. God knows this - and yet we so easily expect perfection from others, while we remain quite content in our own imperfection.
Keeping our eyes fixed on Christ rather than the weaknesses of others.
It seems to me what is very important for us to understand, which very proud people like myself must continually strive to do (or else learn it the hard way through repeated falls from grace, various sufferings, or even through dark nights of depression and failure), - is to begin to realize - and accept - that we are all extremely frail human beings and capable of betraying Christ - even if we are the last one standing.
Still standing.
Imagine Brother William, imprisoned for three more years, just for remaining faithful to the pope, and dying such a horrible death - for something considered socially irrelevant in 16th century London. How easily he could have fallen, had he not humbly placed all of his trust in Christ, depending upon him alone, knowing nothing could separate him from Christ’s love. With Christ, the martyrs inspire and perfect our faith- but our hope and faith and love must be placed in Christ our God alone. The martyrs and saints inspire, but God alone perfects.
“Nevertheless I am continually with thee: thou hast holden me by my right hand. Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory. Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.” - Psalm 73: 23-26





Fatal attractions for priests and religious are nothing new, the movie, “The Devils” based upon the book by Aldous Huxley, ”The Devils of Loudon”, contains several scenes of Vanessa Redgrave’s character lusting after the local parish priest. She was especially turned on by her fantasy of him naked beneath a lacy alb. I don’t really know what it is that women find so attractive about priests and seminarians - and although I have a few ideas, I won’t go there. (Photo: Oliver Reed from “The Devils”, Ken Russell, 1971. Shown here is his scene as a fantasy of Christ for the prioress [Redgrave] who lusted after him.)