The Ladder

Here on the fourth Sunday of Great Lent, we contemplate once again spiritual instruction written at the turn of the fifth-to-sixth century in a monastery of the Sinai wilderness. These teachings were collected into a codex, or book, entitled simply "The Ladder." We know little about its author, but not nothing.

He was born in Constantinople to saints, St. Xenophon and St. Maria, who named their son John (perhaps after St. John the Theologian). His brother they named Arcadius (the Greek word for paradise perhaps signifying Eden). Both were well-educated and sent off to Beirut in Phoenicia for advanced studies. During their voyage to university (we would say), their ship was wrecked. Arcadius, by twists and turns, ended up in Jerusalem, where he sought out the Holy Sepulchre offering prayers for the safety of his brother, John. Soon he would meet a holy man who invited him to enter the monastery where he served. Arcadius gained acceptance and over time wonderful spiritual development.

Meanwhile, John came safely ashore at an unknown village along the eastern Mediterranean coast. He sought out a monastery, for there he knew he would encounter goodness and decency. He was warmly welcomed and formed friendships with the monks. Before long, he would enter their company becoming a monk himself.

During this time, his parents not know what had happened to their sons. They received no news from Beirut, so they hoped that all was well, living with daily anxiety however. They prayed fervently to God that, whatever might have happened to them, their sons were safe, living lives pleasing to God.

Then, after years had passed, news of the shipwreck finally reached them. They learned that their sons had been lost. They begged God that John and Arcadius might have survived. They continued to pray faithfully that all would be well and that the four might someday be reunited.

Then, on a day, these two saints received a vision. They saw John seated on a throne with a scepter in his hand and a royal crown set upon his head. And also they saw Arcadius wearing a diadem of stars, holding a Cross in his hand. They interpreted the Cross to signify Jerusalem and set off on holy pilgrimage.

Upon arriving to Jerusalem, they happened to encounter the same man who had invited Arcadius to join the monastery. He by now had become the superior of that community, which, as it turned out, was attached to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. He invited the pilgrims to sup with him, and they accepted with pleasure.

During the meal the saints were deeply impressed with the holy character of the monks they met.

"Reverend Father," Xenophon said, "what marvelous disciples you have! What modest and reserved behavior! I am moved just looking at them. I have prayed to God that my sons might look like this."

The old superior replied, "Here are your sons."

Their parents did not recognize them, so transformed through prayer and fasting had they become.

Of Arcadius we can say no more. But, by the grace of God, the path they followed towards Heaven, was recorded by his brother, John — a book that has survived the ravages of time. Through God's saving power, we are afforded a Divine invitation like the one they received by embracing this holy book.

Their path was not extreme. No bed of nails. No path of hot coals. We know that John nourished himself, eating in moderation. He did not impose sleepless nights upon himself, lest he become inebriated through sleep deprivation. He slept as necessary to keep up his strength. He practiced mindfulness, remaining vigilant, guarding his mind that it not become corrupted with evil images and thoughts. He wrote,

John's life was frequently that of a hermit though he welcomed seekers who asked for guidance to salvation. All who met him found him to be gentle offering decent and godly affection. Inevitably, envious monastics sought to depreciate him. They were piqued by his gifts of insight and articulation. So John responded by remaining absolutely silent for one year. This quenched the competitive spirit around him causing his offending brethren to recover themselves, realizing that they needed him, that God had sent him for their own Divine appointments. Soon, reconciling with St. John, they were able to return to their own journeys of theosis coming to the saint for guidance.

Let us also seek his guidance. For the paths to Heaven are not many, but one path .... though surely we come to it from diverse backgrounds. It will not be different on that account, however. The same traps and pitfalls await each of us. Let us give thanks to God that St. John's counsel has come down to us intact and efficacious unto the Gate of Heaven.

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The way to Heaven is not shrouded in mists and holy secrets. This most important of all learnings has been revealed with clarity, taught with exactitude by God Incarnate, and then passed down by the Apostles, the Holy Fathers, and the saints through the centuries. Today we celebrate a gift received from a saintly guide, named St. John of the Ladder. This same guidance was ardently sought by sixth-century monks living in a monastery of the Holy Land and heard heart-to-heart from this hero.

When they heard his words, they knew them at once to be true .... as we all do today. For they were not revolutionary words. They were never-before-heard. God had already inscribed His ways and counsels upon the fleshly tablets of their hearts and ours. The precepts are familiar. We are strangers in a strange land (or, more precisely, a land made strange by our polluted thoughts and corrupt actions). Yet, within each of us remains the pure boy or girl that God had created from the beginning. Our task as men and women is to be rid of impurities, to let them leach out physically and spiritually. We will soon find that the purified people we longed to be .... we already were, down deep. It is these people, the truest expression of ourselves, of which the Kingdom of Heaven is made. Otherwise, Heaven would be false, not made of true selves.

The false world does exist. It is below, here on earth. And beneath that false world, ruled by the father of lies, is madness and grotesquery.

Let us take hold of godly counsel which was already ours, for any of us journeying to Heaven might have written it. It is a travel log detailing what the pilgrim encounters along the way. We give thanks that St. John of the Ladder did record this family heirloom (we might say), for it always already belongs to each of us and all.

What follows are section headings from his book called The Ladder. We pray that by contemplating these general headings, you will be moved to learn more about each one (following the link above).

For here is guidance offered by Xenophon and Maria's son John, a great saint. It is a precious book carefully made through many hours of loving labor and pains-taking then passed down to us with reverence.

Let us awaken to a sobering principle: no will ascend to Heaven who ignores this path. For purification is the indispensable condition for theosis.

1-4: Renunciation of the world & obedience

5-7: Penitence

8-17: Defeat of vices and acquisition of virtue

18-26: Avoidance of the traps of asceticism (laziness, pride, mental stagnation)

27-29: Acquisition of hesychia (spiritual peace), prayer, and apatheia (dispassion)

Why do we seek this path? Why do we transform our lives in order to climb to High Heaven? Anyone who has been in love can tell you. In the first blush of love, the one who loves beholds the beloved and says, "She is far above me, unattainable! How could I dare confide my feelings to one so high and fine?"

Yet, against all odds, he is received. He cannot believe it! He is walking on air. Naturally, he puts the best foot forward, revealing only what is good and beautiful within. He dresses and grooms himself meticulously. He hastens to rid himself of all that his unworthy (which he had permitted in moments of despondency). But despondency is now banished. And he diligently keeps far from the beloved anything that is low or unfit. He leaves his former life behind.

Nonetheless, as he is accepted and tokens of love are exchanged, a lapse intrudes. He lets down his guard. He is tempted by the former things. But he will not give in. For love has taught him that the new life is all that matters, and each next glimpse of the beloved continues to inspire him.

She has become his inspiration, his muse. And his art has become the inner life, its effect influencing everything he says and does. This is his masterpiece. And the beloved is both the one who inspires it and its greatest appreciator. At length and over time, he can imagine no other life than the one that she cherishes. He has fashioned a whole life in the holy light of her eyes.

And now he has come to love her with an all-consuming admiration and love, cherishing her, adoring her. The life he makes each day is formed in the image of that shared love: his highest expectations for her and her gratitude for him.

This is the Kingdom of Heaven — to let one's life become filled with love, which is the only Divine property to be found on earth. We get our first glimpse of God's beauty, and we say, "This is too high for me to attain!" Yet, we find that our love is accepted .... even returned. We learn that each step we take to show ourselves in our best light is received with approval and joy. And then the most wonderful revelation of all: he discovers that he has become what he admired in her from afar — so high, so unattainable, yet now as familiar as our own souls.

Love, love, love. All is love. As we seek always to be that best self which our beloved esteems highest, the union of two hearts can never be far behind.

Are these not the rungs of St. John's ladder? Is this not the same transformation that he has recorded — from leaving our past lives behind to the attainment of beauty and serenity and union with the One Who is Love?

May I conclude with a simple but far-reaching truth? No one has ever chosen Hell. People go to Hell because they have chosen the wrong Heaven. Do we not learn this lesson on earth? Chasing false images of love is self-destructive. The choice of the wrong spouse is a ruinous choice, from which your life will never recover. This story is as old as Eden, the original scene of wrong choices. Satan is the deceiver, the father of lies, the deuce, the counterfeit. He is always double. And he holds before us always the false Heaven — whether in the form of shallow charms or in the form of man-made morals and ethics that lead away from God. Be careful to whom you give your heart, for the outcome is an everlasting Hell .... or Heaven.

In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.