Webster is still hunkered down in the Bat Cave, completing the history of the Massachusetts General Hospital by the July 1st deadline. So once again, I’ve given him the day off so he can crank out another 5,000 or so words about nursing, neurology, or neonatal intensive care units.
I came upon these lines while researching St. Ephrem the Syrian, the Deacon, and Doctor of the Church, whose feast day was last week. As it turns out, St. Ephrem wrote almost all of his homilies in verse or as hymns that could be sung to the same tunes that the Arians were singing at the time. What follows are words of wisdom he offers for us to consider as we journey along The Way.
Let us be builders of our own minds
into temples suitable for God.
If the Lord dwells in your house,
honor will come to your door.
How much your ‘honor’ will increase
if God dwells within you.
Be a sanctuary for him, even a priest,
and serve him within your temple.
Just as for your sake he became
High priest, sacrifice, and libation;
you, for his sake, become
temple, priest, and sacrificial offering.
Since your mind will become a temple,
do not leave any filth in it;
do not leave in God’s house
anything hateful to God.
Let us be adorned as God’s house,
with what is attractive to God.
If anger is there,
lewdness abides there too;
if rage is there,
fumes will rise up from there.
Expel grudges from there,
and jealousy, whose reek is abhorent.
Bring in and install love there,
as a censer full of fragrant incense.
Gather up and take the dung out,
odious liaisons and bad habits.
Strew good fellowship around it,
like blossoms and flowers.
But instead of roses and lilies,
decorate it with prayers.