Nicodemus.
This story is one of the Gospel options for this Sunday, Lent II. It is in John’s Gospel, so we need, more than
ever, wonder and imagination. We must make
a humble space in which the story can begin to speak to us anew, however well
we may think we know it from the past.
Nicodemus was a teacher of Israel. That is what Jesus called him. It was respectful. Nicodemus was moreover a Pharisee. And yet he came to Jesus by night, after
dark, and called him Rabbi, which means teacher. Two teachers, offering each other total
attention. Nicodemus brings serious
questions, and it’s important to note that these questions are not traps or
anything clever. He is asking the most
basic things. Jesus teaches him two
things.
First, that we must expect and be available to
be born anew – the Greek ανωθεν can mean either born anew, or born from
above. Of course Nicodemus struggles to
understand. For him it is an entirely
new concept. Born anew of water and
Spirit, says Jesus. So Jesus explains. There is life in the flesh and there is life
in the Spirit. They are not the
same. Baptism, water, signifies the
entrance into a new life of the Spirit, and the Spirit, God, continually forms
and energises this new life.
One of the commitments of Benedictine life is
what we call conversatio morum – it is
receiving this new life each day, each morning, each time of prayer, each
encounter with God’s world. Being born
anew does not happen just once, but constantly, steadily, gradually, gently for
the most part, like a metamorphosis, an emergence, perhaps through many trials
along the way, but getting there, as we say.
Secondly, says Jesus to Nicodemus, there is the
wind. In Greek, πνευμα means both wind
and Spirit. As Jesus says, and as we
well know, the wind blows where and when it chooses, as hard or as gently as it
likes, it can blow hot or cold – neither do we know where it is going. That’s what it is like, teaches Jesus. Life in the Spirit is not for those who require
safety or predictability or security first.
So life in the Spirit entails having come to terms with our own frailty,
vulnerability, fallibility and mortality.
It flows directly from love for God and for all God has made. It is intimately linked to freedom. To be born of God is to rise free from
convention and addiction.
We can say that to sit, as we do, here, in
silence and stillness, with only our mantra, is to sit out in the wind. It may be a gale at times. Or it may be a gentle zephyr or nothing much
at all. Our task is to be present. To consent to what the Spirit does. And still, whatever, as they say, to be
still…
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