I just read on MSNBC about the passing of one of the spiritual giants of the 20th century – Brother Roger of Taize. He founded an ecumenical religious community in the east of France out of the ashes of World War II, and it has attracted millions of young people seeking a spiritual connection.
I recalled my own visit to this small village (so small that it did not appear on my road map) in the year 2001. I was at the end of my stay in Switzerland, a period where I spent little time nurturing my spiritual self. When it came time for me to leave, I sought some quiet time to reflect on my own journey.
In this community, I learned, no, I experienced spirituality in the form of silence, simplicity and scripture. It was presented through regular prayers that were marked by simple chants (also known as Taize prayer), short scripture readings (no sermons here) and a period of silence. It was through that Silence that I first felt the Spirit move. It was a spiritual renewal that I had sought for 30 years.
I saw Protestants and Catholics worship together in the thousands (a miracle in itself); we shared a Communion that Jesus prayed for in John 17. Here, in the midst of secular Europe, thousands of young people still gathered to seek God. Here, I found my faith renewed – I now believed that Christian unity was possible and that simplicity was a gift that would help us transcend our worldly trials.
At the centre of this humble monastic community was Brother Roger, who attended the daily prayers often. He was then already a bent old man, but held in great reverence. He continually wrote letters to urge Christians to seek a simpler spirituality that espoused tolerance and prayer. Most of all, he taught us by the example of his community in Taize.
The world will be poorer without his presence.