With Burning Hearts – Henri Nouwen
Book review by Fr. Rand York
Harry Long (my friend and roommate in college, and today a Presbyterian minister in Virginia) wrote this song in 1974 from the perspective of the two men who met Jesus on the road to Emmaus. I added to it in 2005.
Men of Emmaus
©1974/2005 Harry Long & Rand York
Over there on the road
Who is this we behold
Being hailed as the king of the Jews
He has come to this place
To redeem his race
And to free us from Roman rule
And they say he’s the Lord
Let us draw out our swords
And establish Messiah rule
What is he waiting for
Lead us into our war
We will follow your every command
All the things we have heard
Let us act on your word
That the kingdom of God is at hand
Why does he hesitate
We can no longer wait
We must force him to take a stand
Over there on the cross
What a total loss
With the nails in his hands and his feet
My kingdom referred
To another world
So he said, being dragged down the street
He said now is my hour
But he lost all his power
And they nailed him upon a tree
Today as daylight loomed
Women went to his tomb
And found angels instead of a corpse
They had gone to anoint
But came back to the point
That their words just filled us with remorse
Because he’s gone for good
Have I misunderstood
I need answers direct from the source
So we set off for home
Two by two, not alone
Dreading what might lay in store
Over there on the road
Who is this we behold
Talking much of old prophecies
As we walk to our home
We invite him to come
To accept at our table a seat
Then he took up the bread
And he blessed it and said
Take and eat in remembrance of me
And the prints in his hands
I could not understand
Were the marks of a man who is dead
And suddenly this man
Didn’t look like the man
We had seen on the road up ahead
Now we know he’s alive
He has opened our eyes
And we know him in the breaking of bread
Yes we know him in the breaking of bread
Did our hearts not burn within us
Can you look at me Cleopas
And tell me that my heart has fooled my head?
No! I never will forget the words he said
Teaching us the scriptures that we’ve read
And we know him in the breaking of bread
Yes we know him in the breaking of bread
We receive him in the wine and the bread
Henri Nouwen has given us a book filled with reflections on the presence of Christ, in the setting of the Road to Emmaus (Luke 24:13-35). This book is not merely a “must read,” but is in fact a “must read slowly.” Here are a few highlights from it, along with my own commentary.
Nouwen (p. 19) – “They set out that instant and returned to Jerusalem.”
– see page 112.
Nouwen (p. 24) – “They had become two lost human beings…In many ways we are like them.”
– Perhaps in one sense their religion died when Jesus did. I spoke at length recently with a woman who had been the wife of a church planting pastor for many years. Today she is divorced, and at some point along the way, I believe her religion died. And the death of her religion made room for her to know Jesus as the lover of her soul, long after she spent decades teaching Sunday School, hosting women’s groups, and doing all the other things pastors’ wives do. Likewise these two men were emptied of their religion, of their cause, and of everything that would be a barrier, even be it a colored-lens barrier, to really meeting the risen Jesus just as they were and just as he is. Lord, may our religion not get in the way of our faith.
Nouwen (p. 26) – “It is this loss of spirit that is often hardest to acknowledge and most difficult to confess.”
– Nouwen goes on to say that we often endure loss in the hope of such loss bringing us closer to God. But what if our loss is God himself? That really is the gateway of despair. But as I commented earlier, what if our religion is our God? If my religion dies and my God rises, it makes everything clear, and I no longer must have any mastery, academic or otherwise, to attain that for which I am made.
Nouwen (p. 30) – “To grieve is to allow our losses to tear apart feelings of security and safety and lead us to the painful truth of our brokenness. Our grief makes us experience the abyss of our own life in which nothing is settled, clear, or obvious, but everything constantly shifting and changing.”
– Edward Mote’s words ring as clear today as when first he wrote them: “On Christ the solid rock I stand. All other ground is shifting sand.”
Nouwen (p. 39) – “That’s how we generally approach the Eucharist. With a strange mixture of despair and hope.”
– I must admit that there are times when I myself wonder if my faith is really founded on something real (that’s the hope), or if I have willingly allowed myself to be fooled (that’s the despair). Let me tell you what I mean by this. Like the Hebrew people, who saw sign after sign and miracle after miracle in their Exodus from slavery to Pharoah and yet made and worshipped a golden calf, I have seen sign after sign and miracle after miracle in my exodus from slavery to sin and yet I still find myself making idols and worshiping them. And as Bob Dylan says, “You’ve gotta serve somebody.” And this is why we need the Eucharist. To heal and reorient us. To rescue us from becoming lost in the mazes and alleys by lifting us back up to a view from 10,000 feet.
Nouwen (p. 49) – “We cannot simply expect that the little we see, hear, and experience will reveal to us the whole of our existence. We are too near-sighted and too hard of hearing for that. Someone has to open our eyes and ears and help us to discover what lies beyond our own perception. Someone has to make our hearts burn!”
– For our hearts to truly burn (and we are made for this), we need a direct encounter with Jesus. How appropriate that the Holy Spirit came at Pentecost in the form of fire to ignite the church. So must we ignited, rekindled, each time we come to worship.
Nouwen (p. 55) – “The word creates what it expresses.”
– One might say that the word creates what it expresses and expresses what it creates. Earlier on page 52, Nouwen noted that, “We live in a world where words are cheap.” Are such words a reflection or a cause of the increasing worthlessness of life as understood by the world? And yet God provides the way and the power for us to speak life and truth and hope into such a world. Even as God spoke in Genesis and it came to pass, so must we, being in his image and his image being restored in us, speak into our world so that the reality of which we speak might come to pass.
Nouwen (p. 67) – “But Jesus wants to be invited. Without an invitation he will go on to other places. It is very important to realize that Jesus never forces himself on us. Unless we invite him, he will always remain a stranger…”
– In Revelation 3:20, Jesus says to the church at Laodicea, “Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and sup with him and he with me.” It is important to remember that this verse is written to Christians. He wants to be invited in, each and every hour. “I Need Thee Every Hour” reminds us that we always need him, and that we will always need him. I need to answer the door each time he knocks. Or maybe I need a simple open-door policy that applies to Jesus alone.
Nouwen (p. 68) – “I have many memories of encounters with people who made my heart burn but whom I did not invite into my home.”
– Let me start now by responding to those who make my heart burn, through whom I might make a fresh and strong connection with Jesus.
Nouwen (p. 76) – “We are most vulnerable when we sleep or eat together. Bed and table are the two places of intimacy. Also the two places of greatest pain.”
– To lay ourselves bare is generally something we do not even do with ourselves. We love to fool ourselves and to think we have cleverly hidden from each other and/or from God. Bed and table are common earthly experiences of the divine gifts of marriage and communion, which in turn are expressed in the eternal realm by the church on earth as Baptism and Eucharist. And while all of creation is at all times and in all places laid bare to the creator, Baptism and Eucharist are uniquely sacramental places where we lay ourselves bare to him: “From you no secrets are hid. Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of your Holy Spirit…”
Nouwen (p. 81) – “Maybe we have forgotten that the Eucharist is a simple human gesture.”
– It is often the simplest things that contain the greatest miracles.
Nouwen (p. 84-85) – “As God becomes fully present for us in Jesus, so Jesus becomes fully present to us in the bread and the wine of the Eucharist…That is the mystery of the Incarnation. That too is the mystery of the Eucharist.”
– The consecrated elements are as much Jesus in us, as Jesus is God among us.
Nouwen (p. 89) – “…we are made with a heart that can be satisfied only by the one who made it.”
– Our creator is also the lover of our souls.
Nouwen (p. 92) – “But they had not yet entered into full communion with him. His body and blood and their body and blood had not yet become one…When they eat the bread that he hands them, their lives are transformed into his life. It is no longer they who live, but Jesus, the Christ, who lives in them. And right at that most sacred moment of communion, he has vanished from their sight.”
– I never before considered the theology of the disappearance at Emmaus. It is their first communion, and they no longer need to see his body once they become his body by having received his body.
Nouwen (p. 96-97) – “That is what we mean when we say, ‘Spirit speaks to Spirit, Heart speaks to Heart, God speaks to God.’ Our participation in the inner life of God leads us to a new way of participation in each other’s lives.”
– We are all made made in God’s image, and so we have his eyes to see him in each other. Not that we are very good at it, mind you.
Nouwen (p. 107) – “Can we really say that we have met him on the road, have received his body and blood and become living Christs? Everyone at home is ready to test us.”
– This is why someone who is Eastern Orthodox will say, “I have not become a Christian, but by God’s graceI am becoming one.” As each year goes by, I feel less like Christ, rather than more. I can only hope that this is rooted in the fact that as one gets to know another better, the more the differences stand out, even as the relationship deepens and shapes them. As each year goes by, I feel smaller and smaller. I can only hope that this is rooted in the fact that as one gets closer to him, he grows, like a mountain in the distance that can swallow you whole when you wind into its foothills. As each year goes by, I feel more and more sinful. I can only hope that this is rooted in the fact that as one gets closer to the light, the sharper and deeper the shadows become.
Nouwen (p. 112) – “I am deeply aware of my own tendency to want to go from communion to ministry without forming community.”
– Luke 24:33 records that after meeting Jesus in the breaking of bread, Cleopas and his friend made an about face and returned to the embryonic community of believers in Jerusalem. They might have gone on to mission, proclaiming Christ’s resurrection in towns that had not yet heard, but they didn’t. They went back to their community to hear news and to bring news and to be formed. It is in community that we are accountable. It is in community that we find support and nurture, both spiritual and practical. It is in community that we build the foundation for ministry. Ministry is too important and too dangerous to go it alone.
Nouwen (p. 116) – “When only one gives and the other receives, the giver will soon become an oppressor and the receivers, victims. But when the giver receives and the receiver gives, the circle of love, begun in the community of the disciples, can grow as wide as the world.”
– This is what some refer to as the divine economy. Christ pours into us, and Christ pours out of us. The Holy Spirit’s prayers envelop and penetrate us, and his prayers rise up again from us like precious incense.
Nouwen (p. 118) – “…to choose gratitude instead of resentment and hope instead of despair.”
– No one exemplified this better than did John Fawcett in his final weeks and days. He expressed gratitude in some of the simplest ways. I remember one night when Sally Miller helped him with his dinner, and as she lifted the spoon to his mouth, he interrupted what he had been saying to simply observe: “Oh look! I’m being fed.” Far from producing despair, John’s illness deepened his appreciation for all good things, and sharpened his awareness of and love for God and others.
Nouwen (p. 119) – “Jesus and his followers did not have great success.”
– The same might be said for George Bailey. You could never see the difference he made, until that difference was taken away. Bedford Falls was Pottersville, every soldier on Harry Bailey’s transport died, and Mary Hatch was an old maid. Jesus and his followers did not have great success, but he changed the world; actually it was a watershed for the entire created order. The darkness remains, but evil has been dealt its death blow. Death has been trampled down by death, and life is bestowed on those in tombs. In the Eucharist we receive his body and blood poured out in that death, and we are made alive.
Nouwen (p. 120) – “It happens in a living room…”
– For a few years in the late 1980s, Father Boris Zabrodsky would drive from Homewood all the way out to our farm in Big Rock and celebrate the Eucharist in our living room for the Eastern Orthodox from everywhere from Aurora to DeKalb who wanted to attend a service in English. I would often stand in wonder and awe at what was happening in our living room. That Jesus gave his body and blood to his loved ones. I felt it must have been something like this in the Upper Room. Not the ceremony, but the thing itself. “This is the body and blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, given to you, for the healing of your soul and your body.”
©2011 Rand York