"For the enemy has pursued me; he has
crushed my life to the ground; he has
made me sit in darkness like those long
dead." (Ps 143.3)
In times of spiritual aridity, prayer does not stop. There is nothing to
demand that it stop, since the entire soul is still inclined toward God and
righteousness. It is not as if it has lost its power or will to strive or to pray, for
spiritual aridity has no effect except the absence of the solace, pleasure, and loving
encouragements that are the companions and fruits of prayer.
Spiritual languor, on the other hand, affects the will. Here, the attack is
aimed even at our attempt to pray and to persevere in prayer. A man may stand
to pray, but he finds neither words to say nor power to carry on. He may sit
down to read, but the book in his hands turns, as St. Isaac the Syrian says, "into
lead." It may remain open for a whole day, while the mind fails to grasp a single
line. The mind is distracted, unable to concentrate on or follow the meaning
of the words passing before it. The will, which controls all activity, is
Although the desire to pray is present, the power and will to do so are
absent. In the end, even the desire to pray may fade. Man becomes unable and
unwilling to pray, adding to his suffering and sorrow. His problems seem
If man tries to plumb the depths of his soul, he finds himself at a loss, for
its depths are beyond his reach. It is as if his spiritual footing has been lost,
alienating him from the essence of his life. If he tries to examine his faith and
secretly measure it in his heart, he finds that it has died, gone. If he knocks at
the door of hope, if he clings to the promises of God he had once cherished and
lived by, he finds in what he used to find hope has now turned to ice. Hope is
stuck in the cold present and not willing to move beyond it.
The enemy seizes this opportunity, striking with all his firepower. He
launches an offensive-to convince man of his failure, of the ruin of all his
struggle and effort. The enemy tries to persuade man that his whole spiritual
life was not true or real, that it was nothing but fanciful illusions and emotions.
He clamps down on man's mind that he might once and for all deny the
Yet, amidst all these crushing inner battles, the soul somehow has an intuition
that all these doubts are untrue and that something must exist on the
other side of the darkness. It also feels that, in spite of itself, it is still bound to
the God who has forsaken it. The soul continues to worship God without realizing
or even wanting to! Deep within, far away from the mind's eye or discernment,
the heart continues to pray-albeit it is a prayer that gives him no
comfort or assurance. When the enemy seeks to deal his fatal blow, trying to force the soul to
renounce its faith and hope, he encounters no response. The soul may give
in to the enemy in the battle of the mind in complete surrender and to the
farthest limits of error. But it is absolutely impossible for the soul to take
action, for at the point where imagination and thought turn into action,
the will springs forth like a lion out of his den to terrify all the foxes of
Hence, behind spiritual languor there exists a relationship with God that,
though inactive, is real and still very strong, stronger than all the whispers of
the devil. Yet until the decisive moment of danger, this relationship sleeps.
This relationship remains hidden from the soul. It is vain to try to convince a
soul of its existence, that the soul might rely on this or reassure itself of its presence.
For in this tribulation, the soul is called to stand alone.
The soul remains within the sphere of God's dominion. Although
unaware, it is still making progress and on the right path. It is still led by an
invisible hand and carried by an unfelt power. The tangible proof for all this
is the extreme, constant grief of the soul over its fall from its former activity,
zeal, and prominent effort into its present state.
The movement of faith was born one day within the heart of the pilgrim,
now on the trek whose final destination is God. Faith was lit like a lamp with
the light of God. It was kindled by love and zeal and has pushed the soul forward
on its march. The pilgrim must not believe that this movement can be
abruptly withdrawn from the depths of his heart, that he can be left in such
It cannot be assumed that a man will constantly see or feel the light or
warmth of God. Yet both are constant and active, both in the light of this life
as well as in its darkness, its coldness as well as its warmth, its happiness as well
as its grief. The way of the spirit is not to be measured exclusively by periods
of light, warmth, joy, or fruitful activity. Periods of impasse, of darkness
engulfing the soul, of grief which oppresses the heart, periods of coldness paralyzing
all spiritual emotion are inseparable parts of the narrow spiritual way.
Such conditions seem adverse, painful, and deadly. What matters is how we
face them. This is what determines our worthiness to proceed further, completing
the blessed struggle until we receive our crowns.
This debilitating languor of the spirit is by far the direst tribulation of the
soul, indeed the climax of its purging experience. It is similar only to death.
Only under the wing of the Almighty's perfect providence can man withstand
such a trial, for during this ordeal the soul in its grief, like Job, reaches the
point in which it yearns for death.
During all these torments, the afflicted person is not totally deprived of the
hope of God's mercy. He never stops looking up toward God, even on the
verge of despair; rather, he waits for a great and wonderful salvation. Inasmuch
as the tribulation presses hard, his soul becomes clearer and purer. The
vision of the Almighty's majesty is unveiled, together with the intensity of his
love and faithfulness toward the human soul. Previous sufferings seem to fall
like scales from the eyes of the soul. It is here that the soul builds up its faith in
God. It is not on the basis of blessings that pass away, on protection and visible
care, nor on tangible evidence or reasonable proof, but on "the assurance of
things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen" (Heb 11.1).
In the same way, every soul that loves Christ will be, without exception,
vindicated at the end. No matter how bitter the spiritual experience, it still
knows its final share. It crawls forward, injured but looking toward Christ.
The soul, the forsaken beloved, calls to him who has bought her with his
blood, never once swerving from her trust in her Lover.
Trust may fade from view but is never lost. Faith may sometimes come to
a halt but never comes to an end. Feelings of love may sink out of sight, yet
they are still preserved in the depths of the soul to spring forth at the end of the
trial with an invincible power.