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What eye has not seen, and ear has not heard,
and what has not entered the human heart,
what God has prepared for those who love him
(1 Cor 2:9)

Learning the Language of Rebirth

It was George Carlin, I think, who once quipped: “When I was born, I was so stunned that I couldn’t speak for two years!” There’s a homily in that.

Recently I received a letter from a young mother who described her delight in watching her new baby awake to more awareness. Her words: “She’s beautiful. She’s starting to vocalize a bit and smiles a lot when we talk to her. This morning, while her six year-old sister and I were having breakfast, I looked into the baby’s eyes and said: ‘Are you talking to me?’ She replied with something that sounded like ‘yeah!’ Her sister was so excited—‘Mommy, she talked!’ I didn’t have the heart to tell her that it was just a random utterance.”

Jesus told us that each of us needs to be born twice, once from below and once from above.

This is a wonderful image, I believe, to describe what it will be like for each of us when we are born again into heaven. The maternal side of God will be looking us in the eyes, smiling, and trying to coax a smile and some words out of us, but we will be a bit too overwhelmed and underdeveloped to speak. The saints will be following our progress with joy, delighting in each of our little breakthroughs, as we awaken and struggle to learn the language of heaven.

A generation ago, CS Lewis wrote a brilliant little book on heaven, hell, and purgatory, entitled, The Great Divorce. In that book he stresses the moral continuity between this world and the next. However because Lewis wanted so much to emphasize that the way we shape our hearts in this world will determine how we respond to love in the next, the reader can easily get the impression that heaven is a lot like here, only nicer, that heaven will simply be our present life beautified. No doubt this is true, but our faith cautions us to not think of this too literally—Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor is the human person even capable of imagining what God has prepared for those who love him.

Heaven is going to be wonderful, no doubt. However it isn’t going to be a simple extension of this life. Rebirth will be as much of a stretch for us as was first birth. We will, I believe, wake up in heaven, like an infant again, too overwhelmed to speak, needing to be coaxed into a new language and a new consciousness by God’s smile and the delight of the saints. Some of this, learning this new language and consciousness, is already possible for us here. I knew an Abbott recently decesased who, through the last 25 years of his life, used to sit in silent prayer for 4-6 hours a day, every day. He described this silent prayer as an attempt to enter into God’s stillness, into the divine quiet, into a silence that contains all words, all languages, all understanding, all compassion, all unity. Through silent prayer he was struggling to enter into a language that is beyond all languages. In a manner of speaking, he was spending 4-6 hours a day in a language lab. When he died, I suspect, he wasn’t as overwhelmed as he might have been. He had already been trying to learn heaven’s language for all those years.

Not all of us are abbotts, monks, or contemplative nuns, who have, by vocation, the chance of spending such quality time each day in silent prayer. We will, each of us, therefore have to try to learn that language, the language of God’s stillness and divine quiet, in our own way. Perhaps it might be through our intimate relationships within marriage and family, where words at a point become superfluous; or perhaps it will be in our loneliness and solitude, where silence breaks through both so painfully and peacefully; or maybe it will be through the very tediousness of our daily tasks, where burdens often reduce us to silence; or perhaps it might be through teaching our own baby how to speak. There are various ways of being a monk. All of them good.

Jesus told us that each of us needs to be born twice, once from below and once from above. We need also to be taught twice how to speak. Our mothers once gave us birth, from below, and they also coaxed, cajoled, and lured us into speech. Each of us has a “mother-tongue” (not ineptly named).

Our second birth, our rebirth, our birth from above, will, I suspect, be somewhat similar. There will be time of having to leave the womb, the familiar, this life, and then a lonely journey down an unwanted birth canal into the greatest of all unknowns. Light, love, and community will greet us upon arrival. However it will be somewhat overwhelming, beyond language and imagination. We will be too stunned to speak, but God’s smile and the delight of the saints will, I don’t doubt, soon awaken within us a smile and evoke from us something that sounds like a “yeah!”

Ron Rolheiser


Used with permission of the author, Oblate Father Ron Rolheiser. Currently, Father Rolheiser is serving as President of the Oblate School of Theology in San Antonio Texas. He can be contacted through his web site, www.ronrolheiser.com.

Art by Martin (Steve) Erspamer, OSB
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