I was struggling reading through Anselm’s “Monologism” and “Prosologion” this afternoon. I even made a little post on Facebook calling him boring. But as I was reading, I became very convicted. This is a man struggling to know and teach others about God. For the past 1000 years Christians have learned from his insight. — and I found it all kind of boring.
“Boring” is a weird word. It implies that there is nothing interesting or notable– it has nothing to say to me. The unspoken implication is that I already know everything (about that particular subject). Where is the humbleness in that?
I’m sorry Anselm. Check out his passionate heart in this prayer:
A prayer of St Anselm
Lord Jesus Christ; Let me seek you by desiring you,
and let me desire you by seeking you;
let me find you by loving you,
and love you in finding you.
I confess, Lord, with thanksgiving,
that you have made me in your image,
so that I can remember you, think of you, and love you.
But that image is so worn and blotted out by faults,
and darkened by the smoke of sin,
that it cannot do that for which it was made,
unless you renew and refashion it.
Lord, I am not trying to make my way to your height,
for my understanding is in no way equal to that,
but I do desire to understand a little of your truth
which my heart already believes and loves.
I do not seek to understand so that I can believe,
but I believe so that I may understand;
and what is more,
I believe that unless I do believe, I shall not understand.