GRATITUDE
Gratitude is an
emotion expressing appreciation for what one has—as opposed to a
consumer-oriented emphasis on what one wants or needs. Gratitude is getting a
great deal of attention as a facet of positive psychology: Studies show that we can deliberately cultivate
gratitude, and can increase our well-being and happiness by doing so. In
addition, grateful thinking—and especially expression of it to others—is
associated with increased levels of energy, optimism, and empathy.
…………Psychology
Basics, Psychology Today
I woke up this morning thinking about
gratitude. Not sure why that happened but it got my mind working and as usually
is the case the best way for me to think is to write. As so often happens I
started wondering where the word came from and what its original meaning had
been. So the dictionary says it comes from the late Middle English either from
Old French or Medieval Latin gratitudo
from Latin, Gratus, “pleasing,
thankful”. Living in Colombia I hear Gracias
all the time and I am sure it comes from the same root.
Given my orientation I came at the idea
expressed In the quote above that gratitude is an appreciation for what one has
and not for what one wants or needs by thinking that gratitude is only possible
when you affirm the life you have. This took my mind to Paul Tillich’s sermon You Are Accepted (http://www.religion-online.org/showchapter.asp?title=378&C=84) which I used to teach and which has had a powerful
influence on my life. I want to share Tillich’s thinking about Sin and Grace
because I believe that Gratitude is the emotional expression of something much
deeper and profound in our lives.
Tillich begins by quoting from Paul’s
letter to the Romans:
Moreover the
law entered, that the offence might abound. But where sin abounded, grace did
much more abound. Romans 5:20.
This is important because we cannot have
knowledge of sin without knowledge of grace and vice versa. They are
inescapably linked to each other for all eternity. He says that sin is not an
act and we should never use the word in the plural. Sin is separation which consists
of separation from others, ourselves and from the Ground of Being. He writes,
Separation which is fate and guilt constitutes the meaning of
the word "sin". It is this which
is the state of our entire existence, from its very beginning to its very end.
Such separation is prepared in the mother's womb, and before that time, in
every preceding generation. It is manifest in the special actions of our
conscious life. It reaches beyond our graves into all the succeeding
generations. It is our existence itself. Existence
is separation! Before sin is an act, it is a state.
He then explores the three fold
nature of sin as separation. Showing how our separation from others manifests
itself in the world within our societies and between nations. Then he talks
about our separation from ourselves where he says, “Life moves against itself through aggression, hate, and despair.” Finally
he says that this separation from others and ourselves exists because we are
separated from the Ground of our being. Here he paints a powerful picture:
We are separated from the mystery, the
depth, and the greatness of our existence. We hear the voice of that depth; but
our ears are closed. We feel that something radical, total, and unconditioned
is demanded of us; but we rebel against it, try to escape its urgency, and will
not accept its promise.
We cannot escape, however. If that
something is the Ground of our being, we are bound to it for all eternity, just
as we are bound to ourselves and to all other life. We always remain in the
power of that from which we are estranged. That fact brings us to the ultimate
depth of sin: separated and yet bound, estranged and yet belonging, destroyed
and yet preserved, the state which is called despair. Despair means that there
is no escape. Despair is "the sickness unto death." But the terrible
thing about the sickness of despair is that we cannot be released, not even
through open or hidden suicide. For we all know that we are bound eternally and
inescapably to the Ground of our being. The abyss of separation is not always
visible. But it has become more visible to our generation than to the preceding
generations, because of our feeling of meaninglessness, emptiness, doubt, and
cynicism -- all expressions of despair, of our separation from the roots and
the meaning of our life. Sin in its most profound sense, sin, as despair,
abounds amongst us.
And then Tillich turns to Grace
and begins by reminding of us of Paul’s words: “But where sin abounded, grace
did much more abound.” I would like to quote his entire long
paragraph where he talks about the occasion of Grace in our lives but I will
content myself with just quoting the end:
It strikes us when, year after year, the
longed-for perfection of life does not appear, when the old compulsions reign
within us as they have for decades, when despair destroys all joy and courage.
Sometimes at that moment a wave of light breaks into our darkness, and it is as
though a voice were saying: "You
are accepted. You are accepted, accepted
by that which is greater than you, and the name of which you do not know. Do
not ask for the name now; perhaps you will find it later. Do not try to do
anything now; perhaps later you will do much. Do not seek for anything; do not
perform anything; do not intend anything. Simply accept the fact that you are accepted!" If that happens to us, we experience
grace After such an experience we may not be better than before, and we may not
believe more than before. But everything is transformed. In that moment, grace
conquers sin, and reconciliation bridges the gulf of estrangement. And nothing
is demanded of this experience, no religious or moral or intellectual
presupposition, nothing but acceptance.
He goes on to talk about what this
experience does to our relation to others and to our self and I will quote them
since they are fundamental to what I want to say about gratitude:
In the light of this grace we perceive the
power of grace in our relation to others and to ourselves. We experience the
grace of being able to look frankly into the eyes of another, the miraculous
grace of reunion of life with life. We experience the grace of understanding
each other's words. We understand not merely the literal meaning of the words,
but also that which lies behind them, even when they are harsh or angry. For
even then there is a longing to break through the walls of separation. We
experience the grace of being able to accept the life of another, even if it be
hostile and harmful to us, for, through grace, we know that it belongs to the
same Ground to which we belong, and by which we have been accepted. We
experience the grace which is able to overcome the tragic separation of the
sexes, of the generations, of the nations, of the races, and even the utter
strangeness between man and nature. Sometimes grace appears in all these
separations to reunite us with those to whom we belong. For life belongs to
life.
And in the light of this grace we perceive
the power of grace in our relation to ourselves. We experience moments in which
we accept ourselves, because we feel that we have been accepted by that which
is greater than we. If only more such moments were given to us! For it is such
moments that make us love our life, that make us accept ourselves, not in our
goodness and self- complacency, but in our certainty of the eternal meaning of
our life. We cannot force ourselves to accept ourselves. We cannot compel
anyone to accept himself. But sometimes it happens that we receive the power to
say "yes" to ourselves, that peace enters into us and makes us whole,
that self-hate and self-contempt disappear, and that our self is reunited with
itself. Then we can say that grace has come upon us.
I want to say that we can only express
gratitude when we have experienced what he is talking about in these last two
paragraphs. Gratitude flows from our experience of Grace and is an expression
of the wonder and joy of that experience. The affirmation of life that
expressing gratitude is, is only possible in and through our experience of Grace.
Gratitude is about being thankful for what is, for the reality that we are
living. Gratitude is about saying “yes” to this life at this moment. The
emotion of gratitude is the opposite of the emotion of greed. Greed, the
longing for what we do not have, is an expression of profound separation from
life and the negation of the reality of our lives. In expressing gratitude we are looking life in the eye and daring to embrace it and rejoice in it. Profound gratitude is not just about being thankful for the parts of our life that we find pleasurable it is about embracing it all. I struggle constantly with my feelings about the ultra right political forces in the US. I find it very easy to sink into hating their hate and negativity; into wishing that they were not part of my reality; into to dismissing them as only impediments to a more human future. But there is no escaping that they are part of my reality and I cannot pick and chose what I will affirm and be grateful for in my life. As Tillich writes, “We experience the grace of being able to accept the life of another, even if it be hostile and harmful to us, for, through grace, we know that it belongs to the same Ground to which we belong, and by which we have been accepted.” Here we are talking about universal gratitude. This is the affirmation of the hymn:
This
is my Father’s world and to my listening ears
all
nature sings and round me rings the music of the spheres.
Hating flows from greed—our longing that our world be different and is
an expression of profound separation from others, ourselves and the Ground of
being. Hating never changed anything. Hate only breeds more hate. It is only in
affirming our world and acknowledging our responsibility in its creation that
we have any hope of bringing about change. Living in gratitude for this world
and our place in it is the first step in creating a new day.
Finally I want to share a poem of gratitude. It was written by a 19th
Century poet who at the age of twelve developed tuberculosis of the bone which
resulted in the amputation of his left leg below the knee. He later developed
tuberculosis in his right leg and spent years in hospitals.
Invictus
Out
of the night that covers me,
Black
as the pit from pole to pole,
I
thank whatever gods may be
For
my unconquerable soul.
In
the fell clutch of circumstance
I
have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under
the bludgeoning of chance
My
head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond
this place of wrath and tears
Looms
but the Horror of the shade,
And
yet the menace of the years
Finds
and shall find me unafraid
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
We only know ourselves as masters of our fate and captains of our soul
when we live in profound gratitude for our existence.
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