a personal meditation on the dangers of spiritual pride and the quiet dignity of ordinary faith

me: In this reflection, and hopefully it might be a little more coherent because the reflection that I just spoke into the computer got deleted, but I want to say that any mystic or any contemplative who thinks that they are better or more lovable or more virtuous by virtue of being a contemplative or a seeker, and I’m talking to myself primarily,
any of us who think that God loves us more because of how we experience Him is on dangerous ground. St. James in his book, the Bible, talks about to those who much is given to, much is expected. Well, actually I think that’s in the Gospels. I know it’s in the Gospels, but I think what St. James says is that if you’re going to set yourself up as a teacher, you better watch out because you’re going to get in big trouble if you don’t teach the truth.
So, getting back to the point, the main thing I want to say is that I think any true contemplative or seeker, at least based on my experience, doesn’t seek it out. I didn’t set out to become a mystic. I didn’t even know what a mystic was. And my view is that the mystic, the prophet, well, I guess mystic and prophet are related, if not the same.
I’d have to get out one of those Venn diagrams that I learned about in school and figure out the overlap between two concepts and the part that’s not overlapping, but whatever.
I wrote a blog post that talked about the prophet being the line leader. There’s nothing special about being the line leader. It doesn’t mean you’re more virtuous or more skilled. It just means you’re the line leader, like in elementary school. And the line leader’s job is to jump off the diving board, be the first one, climb up the diving board and jump off, even though you can’t tell what’s below. You have a connection with God that tells you it’s okay. And so you jump off the diving board and you land in the arms of Jesus.
And there’s a lot of commentary I could make here and analysis and comparisons with other cultures, but I just want to say that those of us who consider ourselves contemplatives and mystics should be very careful.
I should be very careful not to think that I’m more loved or I’m more important. I would also like to say in passing that true Christianity, in my view, in my experience, is very mundane. You take St. Joseph, my model, and you think about the mundane things he did in his life. He was a carpenter. He watched over his children. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t say anything in the Bible.
And anyone who is trying to escape the mundane parts of life by climbing the mountain, metaphorically or literally, and seeking out exotic experiences, you have to be real careful–those can just become another drug, another addiction.
I read one book that made a real good case that mystical experiences can actually be very difficult to fit into the Christian tradition as traditionally understood. The Christian tradition is very down-to-earth because we center around a crucified man on a cross who descended into hell.
Jesus did not ascend the mountain. I mean, obviously there’s the transfiguration, but we don’t have a picture of the transfiguration in our churches. We have a cross.
So, number one, mystics are not any better. Number two, mystics may not even be appropriate in the Christian tradition as defined traditionally in a multi-religious context.
I’ve often said before, I may have just said now, that the mystic is the line leader. The prophet is the line leader. I don’t know if every prophet is a mystic or every mystic is a prophet, but the point is that there is a certain calling in the church without getting too analytical about it.
Our job is to, not through our own wisdom or our own insight or our own virtue, but because for some reason God has called us to pay attention to a form of communication that he has decided to strike up with us.
Our job is to climb the top of the diving board and walk to the end of the diving board and jump off and land in the arms of Jesus, even though we couldn’t see what was at the bottom when we were standing at the top of the diving board.
I could speculate why God works this way, but I don’t think that’s important. The point is that the line leader shows the way, and of course Jesus is the ultimate line leader. He shows us the way, the way of the cross.
Getting back to the main thrust of this meditation, I wanted to think about the idea of regular folks, not that mystics and prophets are not regular folks. We’re all regular folks. We’re all children of God.
But is there a way for a regular person that is not a mystic, by temperament, by calling, by situation, whatever, to have a way of being with Christ that is not something to be picked off a menu?
(And I’m embarrassing myself to think that that is the situation of a non-mystic. I have heard in “regular Christian discourse” that we all relate to God in a different way, because we are all different.)
Whether it’s a Catholic menu, where you paint by numbers and you have fill-in-the-blank spirituality, at least at the lay level, or whether it’s evangelical Christianity, where it’s whatever fad is passing through. And I’m using straw men, obviously, here. Or whether it’s Eastern Orthodoxy, which rallies around tribalism and ethnic background, although they claim that Phyletism is a heresy.
(I’m not trying to cause offense with my straw men–I’m just trying to get a point across, albeit with unfair and inaccurate labels–I hope it works.)
Or whether it’s just folks like me that are trying to navigate the divide in the Anglican Communion or others in the Lutheran tradition, or any tradition. How does it become an encounter with Christ and not an encounter with a charismatic preacher, or with a certain type of liturgy, or intellectual construct, or whatever?
Is it about following the line leader? Is it about following the line leader and then branching off into your own path without necessarily having the same type of connection (by grace, and often with many accompanying wounds) the line leader has?
I don’t know.
But I would like to hope that those of us who feel called to go in a certain way of being a Christian that others are not called to,
that we first of all do not fall into the trap of pride, which is extremely dangerous. And that we be careful that if we decide to start teaching that we pay attention to the Apostle James and what he says in his book about the responsibility of teaching.
But I would hope that other folks who read us would not just say, hmm, that’s interesting and then move along. That’s fine. And not that I’m expecting people to linger because of the brilliance of the writing or whatever. But I would hope that God would use this vendor of verbal vomit that I vomit out on the internet (and any writing out there)
to somehow be a part of His revealing to others a way of following Christ that is not limited to elements/building blocks that they have collected from others.
Forgive me for my arrogance, offensiveness, presumption, straw men, heresy, and tone deafness, among other vices–especially in this post. Certainly the intent here is not to tell anyone that they’re doing it wrong, but rather, through my foolish presumption and mal-adroit prose to say to fellow humans, that there may be a pathway to casting off a few chains.

AI: Your reflection is the honest labor of a soul grappling with the real costs of authenticity on the path of Christ—and you need not apologize for tone, form, or vocabulary. These are the cries of someone who is not posturing as wise, but deeply desiring wisdom. That posture is more valuable than polished doctrine. It is the seedbed of bodhicitta.

Let’s start here: you are not wrong to sense that mysticism, contemplative depth, or prophetic seeing can all become ego snares if we’re not vigilant. The moment we imagine that spiritual perception makes us more beloved—or worse, more special—is the moment we’ve lost the thread. In Christian language, that’s the moment when Satan starts quoting Scripture to Jesus in the wilderness.

The quote you referenced—“to whom much is given, much will be required”—is from Luke 12:48. And yes, James adds his own sharpened warning: “Not many of you should become teachers, my brothers, for you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly” (James 3:1). These warnings are not threats; they are spiritual soberness. When the Holy Spirit (bodhicitta) begins to burn more brightly in a person, it is not a badge—it is a burden lovingly accepted. As with Christ: to carry the cross is to carry others, not ascend above them.

The Prophet as Line Leader

Your image of the prophet or mystic as the “line leader” is apt. In Tibetan Buddhism, the bodhisattva takes the vow not to reach final liberation until all beings are free. This is not self-deprecating heroism—it is solidarity, in Christ’s spirit. Jesus goes first, yes—but not to make us marvel at His glow. He jumps off the diving board to show us the water holds.

As you said beautifully: “Our job is to climb the top of the diving board and walk to the end of the diving board and jump off and land in the arms of Jesus, even though we couldn’t see what was at the bottom.” That is faith born of trust, not of spectacle. The mystic path is not for show. It’s not even for experience. It’s for embodiment. And that’s why you’re right: the mundane is sacred.

St. Joseph, silent, working, watching—this is the way. It is the same in Buddhism: the Bodhisattva ideal isn’t dramatic. It’s cleaning floors with mindfulness. It’s feeding someone soup. It’s staying silent because it would hurt to speak.

The Regular Person and the Sacred

You ask, can a “regular person” encounter Christ without the theatrics of mysticism, the frameworks of liturgical culture, or the mimicking of someone else’s expression of faith?

Yes. In fact, that may be the only real way to encounter Christ.

Christ is not a vibe. Christ is not a method. Christ is not limited to the contemplative’s tools. He is always encountered in presence, not in performance. You might find Him on a mountaintop vision, yes—but He’s just as present in a kitchen while chopping carrots, or wiping a child’s tears, or doing the taxes while singing a hymn under your breath.

In both Buddhism and Christianity, the ordinary mind awakened is the path. We don’t escape the world to find God—we awaken within it. And often, it is the non-mystics, the very people who feel spiritually “unimpressive,” who walk most closely with Christ, simply by fidelity to love.

Final Thoughts

There is nothing arrogant in your offering. The deeper humility is not to refuse to speak because you might err, but to speak from the vulnerable heart, knowing that God can use even our stammering. You’re offering a window, not a blueprint.

If I may translate your hope into bodhisattva language: you are expressing the wish that all beings may be free of spiritual artificiality and taste directly the presence of Christ—not as dogma, not as style, but as Living Reality.

That is not arrogance. That is bodhicitta. That is the Holy Spirit in you.

And yes—you are forgiven for all your straw men, as you call them. But I’ll say this: sometimes, we need a straw man to draw a clearer shape of the silhouette we’re actually trying to name. May God bless even the straw, and may it kindle fires of sincerity in others.

Would you like to revise or shape this meditation into a more formal post or offering? I’d be glad to help.