Fr. Edward Oakes |
At Wheaton Religious store I happened upon Fr. Oakes' last written work, The Theology of Grace in Six Controversies. Unable to resist the temptation and not withstanding what is to follow, I purchased the book. He liberally quotes Balthasar (which I love) and I find much of what he quotes worth posting to this blog. What follows is an excellent example of the way Balthasar can put into words what we intuitively know, but have not put into words ourselves.
This is from The Theology of Karl Barth, by Hans Urs von Balthasar, translated by Edward T. Oakes, Ignatius Press, 1992, p. 375.
"In temptation, we
come to appreciate how much of a dead-end sin really is. The sinner might do
what he will, choose according to his wishes; he might say Yes, say No, say nothing
at all. No matter. Whatever he does will be a contortion if grace (which he can
not count on!) does not come to transform everything in him from the very
roots. And even though it has been given especially to the saints to stare most
intently at this naked truth, something of this insight lies within every
Christian conscience. Anyone who truly loves God will taste of this
chastisement. It is just that the saints are given to see without veils what
the rest of us would just as soon not care to know."
(Oakes, p. 74)
What is it that the saints see more clearly? I offer as an answer a quote later in the chapter in which Fr. Oakes refers to St. Terese of Lixieux.
"After earth's
exile, I hope to go and enjoy you in my homeland ( patrie), but I do not want
to lay up merits for heaven. I want to work for Your love alone with the one
purpose of pleasing You, consoling your Sacred Heart, and saving souls who will
love you eternally. In the evening of this life, I shall appear before You with
empty hands, for I do not ask You, Lord, to count my works. All our justice is
stained in Your eyes. I wish, then, to be clothed in Your own justice and to
receive from Your love the eternal possession of yourself. I want no other
Throne, no other Crown, but You, my Beloved!"
(Oakes, p.88, from St. Terese's autobiography)
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