Saint John Climacus - The Catholic Church of St. John the Baptist, Edmond, Oklahoma

Saint John Climacus

Died 605-649

March 30

Also known as:  John Scholasticus; John the Sinaita; John of the Ladder

Profile
Monk on Mount Sinai at age 16. Hermit in various places in the Arabian Desert. Abbot at Mount Sinai at age 75. Just before his death he resigned his position to return to his solitary life. Ascetical writer whose works have influenced those seeking the holy life for 15 centuries.


Born:  505-579 in Syria
Died:  605-649 on Mount Sinai of natural causes


Representation:  abbot carrying a ladder; man having a vision of a ladder being scaled by monks
Works:  The Climax: The Ladder of Divine Ascent

 

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If I try to bind him through fasting, then I am passing judgment on my neighbor who does not fast -- with the result that I am handed over to him again. If I defeat him by not passing judgment I turn proud -- and I am in thrall to him once more. He is my helper and my enemy, my assistant and my opponent, a protector and a traitor. I am kind to him and he assaults me. If I wear him out he gets weak. If he has a rest he becomes unruly. If I upset him he cannot stand it. If I mortify him I endanger myself. If I strike him down I have nothing left by which to acquire virtues. I embrace him. And I turn away from him.

What is this mystery in me? What is the principle of this mixture of body and soul? How can I be my own friend and my own enemy? Speak to me! Speak to me, my yoke-fellow, my nature! I cannot ask anyone else about you. How can I remain uninjured by you? How can I escape the danger of my own nature? I have made a promise to Christ that I will fight you, yet how can I defeat your tyranny? But this I have resolved, namely, that I am going to master you.

And this is what the flesh might say in reply:

I will never tell you what you do not already know. I will speak the knowledge we both have. Within me is my begetter, the love of self. The fire that comes to me from outside is too much pampering and care. The fire within me is past ease and things long done. I conceived and give birth to sins, and they when born beget death by despair in their turn. And yet if you have learned the sure and rooted weakness within both you and me, you have manacled my hands. If you starve your longings, you have bound my feet, and they can travel no further. If you have taken up the yoke of obedience, you have cast my yoke aside. If you have taken possession of humility, you have cut off my head.

... He who has earned {this victory} while still alive has died and been resurrected. From now on he has a taste of the immortality to come