Saint Polycarp
On this cold Lenten morning, we are struck once again by the
ardor of the Saint Polycarp. When invited to deny Christ Jesus his Master, the
elderly Polycarp utters these words:
Eighty-six
years I have served Christ,
and He never did me any wrong.
How can I blaspheme my King who saved me?
and He never did me any wrong.
How can I blaspheme my King who saved me?
We are at once humbled and
inspired by the ardor of this second-century martyr. Martyrs truly are our forebears
as monks. But what have I done for Christ, what am I doing or Christ, what
ought I to do for Christ, how have I ignored or lost sight of him and put other
things in his place?
Photograph of the lancet window in the transept of the Abbey church by Brother Daniel.
