~~~~~ .. '13 05 The Man tlw Savior PraIsed St.John The Baptist I mprimi potest: Peter Brooks, S. J. Praep. Provo Missrmrianal' Nihil obstat : F. H. Kehlenbrink, S. T. L. Censor Librorum Imprimatur : >I< Joannes J . Glennon Archiepiscopus Sti. Ludoviri Sti. Ludovici, die 7 Junii I~)43 Third printing, October 1945 ANY FINANCIAL PHOFl'f made by the Central Office of the Sodality 7t'ill be used for the advancetnenf of the Sodality :M ovement and the muse of Catholic Action. Copyright, 1943 TH I': QUEI~N'S WOI~lz. Inc. oeaetd'fted The Man the Savior Praised ST. J9HN THE BAPTIST By DANIEL A. LORD, S. J. W HEN I was a very small youngster, St. John th,e Baptist was merely one of the more difficult hurdles in the path of the confiteor. "I confess to Al- mighty God, to Blesse d Mary ever Virgin, to Blessed Michael the Archangel, to Blessed John the Baptist ... " As I grew into a college student, I found him recurring in the magnificent art of the Renaissance. The painters of those glowing days liked to 'present him chiefly as one of the group made up of Mary and her little Son and Elizabeth and h er strong young man son. Even then he was clad in rough garments, a prophetic symbolism but a f;;lct which Elizabeth, a devoted old mother, would h ardly have tolerated. She was not likely to clothe her little boy in rough camel's hair. Anyhow I soon found out that there was no basis for the pictures and the lovely groupings. John probably never saw his divine cousin until, a grown man, he welcomed Him on the banks of the Jordan. As a Catholic I discovered that John plays an enormous part m the liturgy. The Church is constantly referring to him, writ- ing him into the Mass-though St. Joseph -1- was never granted a place there. And I learned that whole nations, France notably, regarded him as precisely the patron needed for a race that loved the Savior. I Meet a Saint But my real introduction ' to St. John the Baptist came at the -hands of a man to whom lowe much besides. Father Claude J. Pernin, who as a young Jesuit teacher had guided my way into the So- ciety of Jesus, remained a friend through the years. Chiefly he was the spark which (or should we say who?) constantly en- kindled in me new interests and new en- thusiasms. To drop into his room at Loyola University in Chicago was to ex-. pose oneself to some electrical contact that invariably resulted in an intellectual or a mental explosion. He had no need for the famous log which is supposed to be the third ingredient-together with professor and pupil-needed to make a university. All he required was a willing listener, and a university class or a kind of small, personalized retreat was in progress. I remember knocking at his door on this historic day, wondering, as I did, what the enthusiasm of the moment might be: a new author he had discovered, a great classic from which he had recently blown the dust, a radio program that had sharp sig- . nificance, a new scientific invention that he felt would revolutionize the world, a new friend whom he found inspiring? What? - 2 - New Enthusiasm He turned hfs head as I entered, and I saw that he was deep in a stack of manu- script paper. He waved one of his cur- rently important mechanical pencils in my direction. And as I sank into his chair, he began to speak in a low murmur that soon rose to eloquent peroration. "I'm working on a new conference for a retreat. It's going to be about John the Baptist." For a second I sensed an intu- itive connection between his own French ancestry and the enthusiasm the French have for their beloved Jea!l Baptiste. "What a man! what a man!" he con- tinued. (That phrase was still complimen- tary and not stereotyped slang.) "I never heard a retreat conference on St. John the Baptist. Have you?" He did not pause for an answer. "A really modern man . . . and how badly needed in our times! Courage ... the courage to tell the truth to the powerful, no matter what it cost him personally. A rugged, fiery crusader who beat men and women with the whip of his words, and they loved him for it ... or hated him enough to slice off his head. . . . That tremendous devotion to Christ! And yet Christ neglected him as he neglected no one else in His life. Or was it neglect? Was it tribute to a man who didn't need to be babied along ... who, no broken reed, could stand alone ... yes; and then stand aside for the man he knew to be - 3- greater than hi,mself? What a death! What a magnificently dramatic death!" He whirled on me, shaking the sheets of scribbled paper in my direction. "What do you know about John the Baptist?" What Came of It? With a mixed sense of abashed ignorance and suddenly enkindled interest I confessed that I knew almost nothing about him. He smiled in that inimitably friendly fashion and waved the sh eets in my direc- tion: "If you ever make a retreat with me from this point on, my boy, you will. From this day onward no retreat without a talk on exactly the type of man we moderns need. No retreat without John the Bap- tist to teach u s how to act when Christ is around." Whether he ever wrote the conference and delivered it, I'm not absolutely sure. Even if he did, it lingers on only in the memories of those fortunate few who listened to his undoubted eloquence. The notes he left after his premature death would be of little help. His jottings were cryptic, a succession of lead words that meant everything to him and nothing to anyone else; and often they were not words at all but scrawled shorthand characters in the system of shorthand invented by his father and taught these days almost in no place in the world . - 4 - Discoveries But when I left his room, I was fired with a desire to meet and know the Pre- cursor of the Lord . I found shortly after- ward that "The Lion of St. Mark" through- out the early chapters of the second Gos- pel was no lion at all but the voice of John the Baptist roaring in the desert. I came to realize with amazement that the man we think of as having been old, mature, gray-haired, and lined of face was when he was murdered only a few months older than the Savior - a youngster by the standards of years, perhaps not more than thirty-three years old, or less. Each n ew picture that I saw of him I came to a nalyz e carefully in the light of my growing knowledge of him: the strong man in whom were blended the elements of a hermit and of a violent crusader; a fierce orator who could tear the silken garments off a Pharisee's back and leave his naked, wizened soul trembling in the wind ... yet a man who could turn to the poor on the riverbank and give them a most consoling, simple, reatsuring code of conduct; the prophet who kindled the fires in the light of which the world's Savior could walk upon the stage; a self-effacing man who, once his speech of introduction was made, would quietly disappear from the scene; a man who cried aloud for penance that would . wash away the world's foul, defiling sim yet who found for Christ the sweetest and gentlest of metaphors: "Behold the Lamb of God." - 5 - A Man Indeed John the Baptist would have made, I often thought, with all respect, one of the greatest of radio orators. How he could flay the gUilty-naming names and calling people by their characteristic sins ! No . wonder that he captured the fancy of an Oscar Wilde and has been used as the cen- tral figure of a modern opera, "Salome." But I feel sorry for Wilde and Strauss if they met the great saint in eternity. He probably flung at them the taunts he heaped upon the sinful Herod and the rot- ten Herodias, who lived with Herod in in- cest. I cannot fancy the Baptist's bearing with patience the writers who thrust him into the center of a lustful story whose heroine is the vicious Salome of the seven veils. Because he was a man among men and a prophet surprisingly with honor among his own people, I thought he might bear reintroduction to men and women of the present age. He despised hypocrites. He had frank and savage names for those who sinned in the flesh. His reaction to the slovenly, quasi-concubinage of much of modern marriage would, were he living to- day, make him socially as unpopular as he was in the court of Herod; he would not bear our lax customs with patience or in silence. His crusading spirit would gather men and women for high adventure. Cer- tainly today he would be sending his own fol~owers and all who would willingly listen - 6 - to hear and accept and follow the Savior of the world. ' John the Baptist was perhaps strangely enough beloved by the Jews. Josephus, the great Jewish historian, regarded him as an honor to the one race in the world that produced authentic prophets. The Baptist became a pivot around which the Old Testament swung .swiftly into the New. fIe was the link that connected the Old Law of Moses with the New Law of Christ. He was the last of the divinely chosen Jewish leaders. He was the first of the authentic Christians. Curtain Rises The life of John the Baptist begins in high drama. The setting is the world's holiest. Before the curtains of the holy of holies, the most sacred spot on earth, stands the white-clad figure of the sacrific- ing priest. We see him check on the in- cense in his thurible and then, as if seek- ing strength, look back through court fall- ing away from court to the people who wait breathlessly while he, their priest, carries their prayers symbolically into the presence of God. At that exalted moment the priest, Zach- ary, of the line of Aaron and married to a woman from the same holy line, forgets the great trial of his life: that he and Eliza- beth are childless. For at that moment all the people of Israel are his children, and he carries their joys and their woes, their -7- ~Tatitude and their gripping ne~i; into the audien ce chamber of the Almi~hty. Precisely that audience chamber is the spot that God selects for the lifting of the old priest's trial and the first announce- ment that the redemption of mankind is . ·at hand. We can see the old man bending over the incense 'altar and then drawing back, his eyes slightly clouded by the heavy smoke that rolls up and that in vivid metaphor expresses the people's prayers that rise in sweet odor before the throne of God. We can see through the smoke the . slowly forming outlines of the Angel Ga- briel. History was to know him as the · Angel of the Incarnation. At that second he was only a glorious being whose presence there threw the old priest into a tremble . The Angel The news , of the Incarnation, the long , delayed arrival of the Messias, for whom Israel has been waiting almost to the point of despair, is announced indirectly. Be- fore there is mention of Jesus, there is mention of John. "Fear not, Zachary, for thy prayer is heard; and thy wife Elizabeth shaH bear thee a son, and thou shalt call his name John. And thou shalt have joy and glad- n'ess, and many shaH rejoice in his nativ- ity. For he shall. be great before the Lord and shall drink no wine nor strong drink. And he shall be filled with the Holy Ghost, even from his mother's womb. - 8 - J "And hI!! shall convert many of the chil- dren of Israel to the Lord their Cod." High Destiny Thus far it was John, and only John. But now the true greatness of this prom- ised son leads directly to the Savior. "And he shall go before Him in the spirit and power of Elias; that he may turn the hearts of the fathers unto the children, and the incredulous to the wisdom of the just, to prepare unto the Lord a perfect people." The saints have loved to dwell on the momentary incredulity of this old man stunned by the greatness of the pr~spect opening before' him yet realistic about his advanced age and the age of his wife. "And Zachary said to the angel: Where- by shall 1 know this? For 1 am an old man, and my wife is advanced in years." Then the angel lifted hi s voice in power and prophecy. 'I am Gabriel, who stand before God, and am sent to speak to thee and to bring thee t hese good tidings. And behold, thou shalt .be dumb and shalt not be able to speak until the day wherein these things shall come to pass, qecause thou hast not be- lieved my words, ' which shall be fulfilled in their time." Vision Outside the people stirred in restless- ness and worry. 'Their priest was delaying too long. What was happening within the secrecy of the holy of holies? Then when - 9 - Zachary reappeared, one look at his face, and they saw a vision reflected there. He opened his mouth to explain the wonder as best he could; but no words came. His voice was gone. He passed through their murmuring midst and stumbled home, frightened, chastened, but in his heart ex- pectant and filled with a great hope. "And after those days, Elizabeth his wife conceived and hid herself five months, say- ing: Thus hath the Lord dealt with me in the days wherein He hath had regard to take away my reproach among men." After Six Months Six months after Zachary's visioJl in the Temple the Angel Gabriel, messenger of the Messias, again sped to earth, bowed be- fore a Virgin, saluted her as full of grace, and announced the greatest tidings ever , spoken to mortal. Then he turned from the Savior-soon to rest in Mary's heart - to the Savior's ambassador, already ly- ing under the heart of Elizabeth, Mary's cousin. "Behold thy cousin Elizabeth, she also hath conceived a son in her old age; and this is the sixth month with her that is called barr-en; because no word shall be impossible with God." Mary knew then that God's plans were complete; to announce her Son-to-be-born, a forerunner had already been conceived. She lowered her head in acceptance of divine maternity, knelt to the God within -10- her, and then sped down the roads and into the hill country where Elizabeth dwelt in happy expectancy. Miracle Visit Mary entered her cousin's house, pulled back the heavy curtain of Elizabeth's' room, and spoke her greeting. Instantly Eliza- beth was on her feet and, in that Visitation, which artists have so loved, caught her younger cousin by the hands. The child within Elizabeth's body leaped with joy; for the Holy Spirit filled her and washed away any stain of original sin that might have weighed down the spirit or hampered the ambassadorial feet of John the Pre- cursor. "Blessed art thou among women," cried the joyous Elizabeth, "and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. · And whence is this to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? For behold a s soon as the voice of thy salutation sound ed in my ears, the infant in my womb leap ed for joy." And then Mary's lovely young voice rang out for the first time in one of literature's greatest poems. "Magnificat!" she intoned, for the sole audience of Elizabeth and the unborn baby who was to walk ahead of her advancing Son as He moved toward world conquest. Entrance Events flow swiftly. John is born, with Mary to serve him as nurse. The neigh- bors and relatives rush in to shower the - 11 - as-ed mother with their congratulations. Then the question of a name comes up. "He shall be called John, " says Elizabeth. And the relatives-with an eye to family tradition, a possible rich uncle to be pleased, and a customary name to contiriue -cry out in sharp protest : ,iThere is none of thy kindred that is called by this name." Zachary, still. dumb, reaches for a tablet and writes emphatically, "John is his name." And immediately his tong u e moves and he speaks another of our great poems: "Blessed be the Lord God of Israel ; be- cause He hath visited and wrought t he r e- demption of His people." Then t a king his little s on in his arms, he turns prophet : "And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the Highest . For thou shalt go before the f ace of the Lord to prepare His ways; to give knowledge of salvation to His p eople unto the remission of their sins ... to enlighten them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death; to direct our feet into the way of peace." Never on the h ead of so small a babe had been laid so h eavy a responsibility and so high a trust. Never was another mortal man to fulfill so high an office with finer zeal and more unselfish devotion. No Further Contact Mary hurries back to her own home, to her affianced bridegroom, and to the swift- moving events of the Nativity. Thereupon John simply disappears from the pages of -12- the story. Not once during all the inter- vening years between his birth and Christ's baptism in the J oiodan do he and the man whose cause he is to trumpet come into even passing contact. The cruel plot of the first Herod hurries the Infant away into Egypt. Early in his young manhood John goes out into the desert to take up that hermit life which is his preparation for his divinely appointed office. When Jesus returns to Nazareth, it is to settle down to the quiet, uneventful years in a carpenter's house and shop. The young John is already beating his soul into the steel weapon he was to lay about him, earning through penance and prayer the right to be the first to speak to mankind of the God who had come to save them. Hidden SQ the lovely Renaissance paintings that depict the Holy Family together, the little Jesus and the little John playing in youth- ful companionship, are delightful poetry and very bad history. John was later to confess that he would not have known Jesus when he first saw Him on the banks of the Jordan if God had not sent a vision to point out that this was the man for whom ' he was. waiting. The hidden life of Jesus in Egypt and in Nazareth is paralleled by the hidden life of John in the desert. WI? know ,nothing about him-until suddenly he comes striding out of the wilderness, a grown man with a sense of his divine commission and a mes- - 13 - sage that ring1! out to the delighted ears of the expectant people. Return The man himself must have captured at once the imaginations,. of the people. He comes wearing a camel's-hair cloak, with rough leather girded about his loins. Not only has he fulfilled the angel's prophecy that he would not drink wine, but he has eaten no meat and has depended for his food upon the wild honey and edible locusts of the desert. Instantly the people think of the proph- ecy of Isaias. "Behold," he had foretold, centuries before, "I send my angel before thy face, who shall prepare the way before thee. A voice of one crying in the desert: Prepare ye the way of the Lord; make straight His paths." A voice! Exactly that did John the Bap- tist think himself. He was the trumpet blasting reveille over the heads of a drowsy people. He was the man whose very garb showed his contempt for the soft living and easy customs that had sunk the people of Israel into moral stupor and apathetic con- tent with the partial religion that was theirs. He was a shock to their nerve with his strident voice and imperative mood: Prologue "Do penance," he cried, and his voice rocked the countryside. "For the kingdom of heaven is at hand." - 14 - Christ later on was to charaderize him as "a burning and a shining, light." And so he was. But John thought of himself only as the actor presented with the role of pro- logue. He gave an introductory speech, nothing' more. He labored that the stage might be ready for the entrance of the main character. He cried aloud a cue line which, even as he uttered it, concluded his part in the drama and was signal for the entrance of the star. The sight of this hermit suddenly walk- ' ing the banks of the holy Jordan enthralled the people. They hardly paid attention to what he said, so engrossed were they with the majesty and power and radiance and uniqueness of the man himself. We can see them pouring along the roads from J erusa- lern and from the little towns of Judea. The good and holy came and stepped down into the stream to feel over their heads the waters of his symbolic baptism. He was in- dicating to them the cleanness that should characterize a world fit to welcome the Son of God made man. The evil and merely curious came, and he lashed out savagely at their secret crimes. For Hypocrites Upon the banks of the river a cluster of Pharisees and Sadducees stood looking at him obliquely, holding their robes back from possible cOJltact with the sinful mob that was going down into the water. Pro- phetically John saw the part they would play in the tragedy of Christ. Now looking - 15 - at their . contemptuous mouths and cynical eyes, he rea d their pride, their secret deter- mination not to lose their grip on power and precedence. They had not come to him out of sorrow for their sins. They felt they had no need for cleansing waters. They just wanted to be sure that this new fanatic would not upset their apple carts and that he taught the mob nothing that would dis- turb the 'soft flow of their ordered lives of ease and wealth. The voice of John IS strident as he lashes out at their hypocrisy. "Ye brood of vipers! Who hath shewed you to flee from the wrath to come? Bring forth therefore fruit worthy of penance." He watched their curled lips. Why, they were saying, as they shifted to avoid the hot breath of this zealot, they were of the chosen people, chosen among the chosen, with the law inscribed on their garments, their hands fresh from many ceremonial washings. Abraham was their father, the law their safe g u ard .. . . "Think not to say within yourselves," cried John, probing with merciless fingers their secret depths: "We have Abraham for our father . For I tell you that God is able of these stones to raise up children to A braham." "Prepare Vel" He turned back to the crowd. "For now the axe is laid to the r oot of the trees. Every tree theref,ore that doth not yield - 16 - good fruit shall be cut down a nd cast into the fire." He pointed with the power of his ambassadorship to the Messias they ex- pected: "I indeed baptize you in water unto penance, but He that shall come after me is mightier . than I, whose shoes I am not worthy to bear. He shall baptize you in the Holy Ghost and fire." He whirled again on the cynical skeptics. He knew that they dreaded the possibility of the coming of the Messias. They wanted no disturbing of their power over the people, their control of lush 'revenues, their influence with Rome. "Whose fan is in His hand, and He will thoroughly cleanse His floor and gather His wheat into the barn. But the chaff" -his voice stung them ' with its flat implications-"He will burn with unquenchable fire." For the Poor The leaders of the people, who in so short a time were to be leaders only of the landless, turned away in contempt. But the people themselves pressed around the speaker. "What then shall we do?" they begged. Almost in a foretaste of what Christ was later to preach, he answered: "He that hath two coats, let him give to him that hath none; and he that hath meat, let him do in like manner." It was social justice and charity that he enjoined upon them. On the outskirts of the crowd stood the publicans, poor outcast s, despised by every- one. Strangely enough John 's rough invec- - 17 - tive did not frighten them. Instead they walked into the water beside him and asked, hopefully, "Master, what shall we do?" His answer was full of gentle reas- surance. "Do nothing more than that which is appoint ed you," he replied. They sighed with relief. Yes; there was hope for them, despite the contempt showered upon them by the self-righteous. An d Soldiers ... A crowd of soldiers had been standing near-by, wondering whether they, men of blood and d eath, dared approach the cleans- ing waters. One of them finally mustered a courage higher than that needed for battle. Inspired by the gentle answer given to the publicans, he approached John and asked, "And what shall we do?" Again the stern man is surprisingly gentle, wonderfully: re- assuring to the less fo rtunate: "Do violence to no man; neither calumniate any man; and be content with your pay." Content with ' your pay? The soldiers understoo d that. No more pillage; no more g raft wrested from people unable to defend themselves against oppressive garrisons; no more sacking of conquered cities. Not the Christ But his transparent goodness and his streng th and courage made them hope for still more from him . Could it be that he was the Messias? What luck if t hey were to be led by a man with such power and ge ntl eness , su ch eloquen ce a nd fearle ss courage ! - 18 - "Who are thou?" It was the' messengers of the high pri ests who put the question . But it was the populace who hung on the a nswer. Instantly he killed any false hopes. He did not answer the question they asked; he answered the question they wanted to ask. "I am not the Christ," he said. "What then?" they demanded. "Art thoU: Elias?" , They had believed that Elias would re- turn to earth to act as spokesmal1 for the coming Savior. "I am not," he answered. They persisted. "Art thou the prophet?" He shook his head. "No." His humility assumed no such title. Then they pounced upon him: "Who art thou, that we may give an answer to them that sent us? What sayest thou of thyself?" And again he cried: "I ·am the voice of one crying in the wilderness , make straight the way of the Lord." , The unbelievers who later on were td deny the Christ whom John prefaced now turned away without furthe r interest. The populace who later were to crowd up the Mount from which Jesus would . speak pre~sed about him, hoping to hear more. He Comes Arid that more came soon. John looked up from the stream into which flowed the steady crosscurrent of sinners and saw upon the bank the t a ll, straight, manly figure of the one for whom he waited. We - 19 - can see the Precursor look up in surprise. Is this really the man? He had not in all his life laid eyes upon Him. Yet for Him he had spent thirty years in constant prep- aration. With the hope of His coming was his whole soul preoccupied. Was this the man? He ~atched while the newcomer - His clothes lying on the river bank - walked slowly into the water, His head bowed for baptism. "I ·knew Him not," John later told his disciples; "But He who sent me to baptize with water said to me: He upon whom thou shalt see the Spirit descending, and remain- ing upon Him, He it is that baptizeth with the Holy Ghost. And I saw, and I gave testimony that this is the Son of God." Lamb of God The tremendous truth of man's redemp- tion by the sacrifice of the Son of God, a truth on which he had long meditated in the desert, now floods upon him. In a voice almost too tense for more than exclamation he cries out, "Behold the Lamb of God." The Lamb of God indeed! He, John, was to die for the whim of a sinful girl, the vice of a sinful woman, the weakness of a sinful king. This Lamb was to die, the ultimate sacrifice of all sacrifices, for the sins of all the world. Then with a start John realized what was expected of him. The newcomer, this ex- pected Messias for whom he was to act as -· 20 ~ mere outrider, had bowed His head, expect- ing baptism, his baptism, a pitifully inef- fective symbol of poured water. John drew back in no affectation of humility but in a real sensing that for some inexplicable rea- son their places had been reversed. . "I ought to be baptized by thee," he cried. "And comest thou to me?" Obedience Jesus for the first time looked into the eyes of the man who had given Him an entire lifetime of relentless devotion. It was His first words to this ambassador. "Suffer it to be so now. For so it becometh us to fulfill all justice." And John, obedient to the first demand of this "mightier than I," poured the water of symbolic baptism over the head of the Christ of the nations. But only for a moment was this humiliation tolerated. Instantly the heavens opened, and the world received its first full r evelation of the Trinity. John stood there in the water, perhaps the only one present who under- stood what was taking place. From heaven thundered the voice of the Father: "This is my belov~d Son, in whom I am well pleased." And the Holy Spirit descended from heaven in the form of a stainless dove. So the Father in heaven and the Son upon earth and the Holy Spirit midway between them offered to the delighted eyes of the Baptist the glorious vision of the Trinity, the three divine Persons in the one God. - 31 - His Disciples Leave ,This was the high point in John' s career. Up to this time he had had the center of the stage. He had gathered disciples around Him, training them, not for his work, but in anticipation of the need which the Mes- sias might have for trained followers. Now very quietly and without the slightest re- sentment he begins to step aside. He starts with one of the hardest renunciations a man can make. He sends to the newcomer his own best friends, the men he has pre- pared and bound to himself with affection and gratitude. It was some time later that Jesus walked again near the river Jordan. John was still baptizing, but again he cried out to his disciples, "Behold the Lamb of God." Two of his followers heard this. They looked up at the magnificent man whom a few days earlier their master had baptized, and they knew that John had given them a signal. They left him standing there in the river and followed Jesus. Jesus turned and saw the young men. He loosed upon them His compelling smile. To Find ' Jesus "What seek you?" He asked. They didn't know what to say. This was clearly the man about whom John had been talking. But what was expected of them? They fumbled for a question that would not sound too abrupt and hit on a rather strained one. "Master, where dwellest thou?" - 22 - Jesus answered, "Come and see." Anq they walked a long with Him to spend the day in His company. What were the feelings of John, left alone there in the river ? Jesus had not so much as spoken -to him. It was not to him, the Precursor, but to his disciples that Christ had issued that graci.ous invitation. And John knew as clearly as he could know anything that the men would never return to him again. Not a fter their knowing the companioI}ship of Christ wo uld they be con- tent to spend their days in the company of the man who merely foreshadowed Him. Was there a certain wistfulness in the eyes of John as he saw them disappear? Or was there rather a sort of holy pride that he had contributed to the Savior not only the preliminaries of His mission but the men who were to help Him with His work? For of the two men one was Andrew, who later, glowing from the thrill of that d~y with Jesus, rushed off to find his fisherman brother, a big, rough chap called Simon. "We have found the Messias," Anare ... v cried. And out of curiosity Simon went along with his brother to see this man who outshone even the Baptist. Then together they rounded up Philip, a fellow townsman. And when next John again looked up from the river, here was Jesus surrounded by a growing cluster of . associates led by the men whom he first had selected and to whom he had given their initi a l training a nd in spiration. - 23 - Waning But John was not yet through with his swift retreat into oblivion. Christ, he learned, had begun to baptize. There was no question in John's mind about Christ's right to take the holy Jordan for His locale. Quietly John slipped away, higher up- stream, into smaller tributaries, then to tiny creeks further and further away from the Jordan. Willing as John was to give way before the rising power of Christ, he had friends who lacked his sense of proportion and humility. When they found him baptizing in a subsidiary stream, they boiled over with indignation. "Rabbi," they cried out, saluting him with all the respect they felt for his un- doubted power and holiness, "He that was with thee beyond the Jordan, to whom thou gavest testimony, behold He baptizeth, and all men come to Him." You can feel the indignation in their re- port. Possibly they expected to see John flare up in resentment. Why the fellow they are talking about had got His start from John. If John hadn't borne testimony to Him, would people have paid any atten- tion to Him? Now with all the consum- mate nerve He was trespassing in John's own river, taking over John's own work of baptizing. And to make things worse, the very crowds that once had flocked to John were now flocking in fickle fashion to the intruder. - 24 - , The voices of his 'friends were tense with irritation. They waited for the eloquence of John to ,blast the man who had taken over his friends, his river, his work. I'ncrease-Decrease Instead John answered with sweet rea- sonableness. "A man cannot receive any thing" unless it be given him from heaven." Yes, he implied; He h as received my disciples, my river, my work. But heaven gave these things to Him. They are His by right. "You yourselves do bear me witness that I said I am not Christ, but that I am sent before Him." He turned then to a comparison that they could easily u nder- stand. "He that hath the bride is the bride- groom; but the friend of the bridegroom, who standeth and heareth Him, rejoiceth with joy because of the bridegroom's voice. This my joy therefore is fulfilled." Christ is the bridegroom; I am the friepd. The people are His bride, not mine . I am happ y to stand aside and let His joy overfio>\ ' my soul. Then he laid down quietly and simply his whole platform, the course which he had set for himself and meant to follow to the end. "He must increase, but I must decrease." Grand, brave; unselfish John '! He simply steps aside with a smile, happy that the real Christ has come; that the people now walk with the divine bridegroom. Hi s work is ~ 25- done. He lives contented in the reflection of the joy of his Lord. , The Foe But his is not to be a life of quiet retire- ment. His stepping aside is not to bring him peace and rest. Upon the throne sits the second Herod, true kin of the man who had had the babes of Bethlehem butchered ' in the hope that by his killing them all he would ,be sure to murder the Infant King. This Herod had ' taken to wife his own brother's bride, and she and Salome, her lustful daughter, ruled the palace and set the standard of conduct - conduct that shocked their Jewish subjects. The Romans were used to crime in high places; the gods had set the fashions; the emperors and em- presses had been glad enough to translate the vices of pagan divinities into human cu stom. But this was not the accepted way in Judea. So the John who had not hesi- tated to slash at the hypocrites on slightly lower levels did not now hesitate to strike straight at the incestuous King Herod. "It is not lawful for thee to have thy brother's wife," he thundered, Herod Listens Herod had his moments when conscience awo ke from its drunken stupor and spoke compellingly. First he heard that J 'ohn had denounced him in the public streets. Then to his amazement but to his admiration- for Herod was still man enough to revere courage-J ohn ' dared, camel's-skin garb - 26 - and all, to stride into the palace, beat upon the throne-room door, stalk before the king, and without so much as a glance at the women, mother and daughter, who shrank back from his righteous wrath, demand that the king give up th'e woman to whom he had no right. Oddly enough Herod listened. He even seemed to be glad to hear the prophet. Was he himself sick of his sin? Was he tired of the slavery which passion had fastened upon him and weary of the dictation of this woman who through her grip on his body reached out to grip his kingdom too? He let John go free. He respected his hon- esty and admired his fearlessness. But Herodias ••• But a vindictive woman ' is not to be insulted without payment. Herodias hound- , ed her lover by day and nagged him by night until at length Herod sent out his soldiers to capture the prophet and throw him into a not too uncomfortable cell. For a bit Herodias was pleased. But then to her amazement and fury she found that mere captivity was no way to silence courage and truth. The people gathered outside the bars of John's cell while he denounced her, the queen, in the very nam~s she most rated and niost deeply hated. And what was worse, Herod, who had a warped, twisted, superstitious interest in religion, had the fellow brought out of his cell at intervals and insisted on listening to him. It was that same queer curiosity which - ,27 - later made him lean forward with acute in- terest when Jesus was dragged into his court, hoping that the "magician" would do one of the tricks about which the whole . town was talking. It was bad enough lor Herodias to hear echoes of what John was saying about her and her conduct. It 'was intolerable to walk into Herod's study and find him closeted with the fellow, who, as she entered, stood up, pointed a finger at her, and named her with an unbearable, unendurable name. So Herodias, who knew Herod better than she knew the palm of her hand, laid her plans. John's tongue wagged too much . She would silence it in the most effective way that a tongue could be silenced. No Repining . Meanwhile John spent his days in prison, and Jesus lifted not a finger to 'save His ambassador. Did John wonder a little at the silence? He, John, had given Jesus all that he had. Now that he lay in a prison cell, the man who had miracles for every chance stranger, for any tramp that came along, for any beggar who stretched out a trembling hand, sent no angel-3;s later He was to do for Peter-struck down no guards-as H e was to do so easily in Gethsemani. Many a lesser man wo uld have sat. and br09ded in resentment. "After all .I did for Him, He treats me like this!" Many a man less self-effacing would h ave used his power with Herod or the strength of hi s - 28 - influence with the people to mana2:e his own escape, seeing that his friend took no steps to effect it. Instead John makes another disinterested gesture. He sends Christ still more of his disciples. A Last Gift Despite the rising sun of Christ's power a few of John's disciples had continued to follow him. They went with him into the obscurity of the back country. In the easy- going fashion of the day they were per- mitted to come to him in prison and take care of his physical needs, few though they were. They love d to sit with him while he talked to them, prayed with them, or dreamed his great dreams of what the 'Mes- sias would do for Judea. With something like positive distress he noticed that these few clung to him and paid little or no at- tention to Jesus. He loved them sincerely; indeed he loved them so much that he wa~ unwilling to see them sacrifice themselves for the lesser leader who was himself. So one day he determined to throw them into such close association with Jesus that they would realize His claims to the Mes- siahship and give Him their fullest devotion . He deliberately sent his remaining disciples to the Savior, who was walking the roads of the land and working His miracles and teaching His marvelous, compelling truths. "Just ask Him this," he instructed them: "Art thou He that art to come, or look we for another?" They went, these last of his disciples, and - 29- John saw them go with the deep hope that, once they had felt the magnetic fascination of the Savior, they would join Him forever and leave His Precursor without disciples. Jesus Answers Jesus's answer was all that John had hoped it would be. First of all they were confronted with the power of His mission. "In that same hour He cured many of their diseases, and hurts, and evil spirits; and to many that were blind He gave sight." All this the disciples of John saw with amazement and delight. Sweeping these proofs together into a sentence, He said, "Go and relate to John what you have heard and seen: The blind see, the lame walk, the lepers are made clean, the deaf hear, the dead rise again, to the poor the Gospel is preached." They ran back with the message. And when John saw their . faces, he knew that he had lost still more of his disciples-and he was deeply glad. No Help Yet in our cheaper way of thinking, isn't it str ange that never once did John send disciples to say to Christ, "If miracles are so easy for you, why don't you work one that will deliver me from captivity?" Never once does he suggest, "You were loud in your praise of those who visit the captive. Couldn't you turn aside for a few minutes to visit me, who spent a lifetime working for you?" -30- Not John. He knew that the miracles of Christ were never worked merely for Him- self or His friends; they were for the con- firmation of His mission and the bulwarks of His truth. When he was concentrating on His Father's business, He had not time to turn aside even to spend a night under His mother's roof. John asked no exception in his case. He had given Christ every- thing, down to his last disciple. He waited until Christ's own good time for whatever return He cared to make. The Plot Begins But Herodias had finally conceived and developed her plot, and it was a Clever one. The dinner that she spread for Herod and his fellow wastrels was heavy with food and deep in wine. They ate until they were soggy; they drank until their minds were reeling. Then Herodias sent out her own daughter to dance for their flaming delight. She danced as only one of those Oriental harlots knew how to dance; and when at the end she fell in mock exhaustion be- fore Herod's banquet table, the men were in an uproar of passion. Herod leaned over and lifted the hot, panting girl. ":Ask anything you want!" he cried. "Yes anything. On my word as a -king if you ask for half my kingdom, it's yours." Salome rose to her feet, slipped about her the robe a maid presen.ted, and bowed her head in mock humility and affected gratitude. -31- "Let me consult," she said, in pursuance of the plot, "my mother, your wife and the lady you love." She left the hall to the thunders of the men's applause, while with ribald joke and obscene compliment they flattered the drunken king on his good luck in having such a stepdaughter. The Plot Succeeds Salome returned still breathless" still very shy and diffident. "Speak, my girl," cried the king. "What- ever you and y our mother want. Be gen- erous in your request. Ask freely." The g irl lifted her head. Her eyelids were slits; her lips were taut and hard. There was no smile now, no shy timidity. "Give me," she almost hissed, "the head of John the Baptist on a platter." As if they had suddenly been doused with cold water, the men sat completely cold sober. They had expected her to ask for j ewels, for a span of ,racing Arabians, for h a lf a dozen slav es, perhaps for a holi- day in Rome or in the Alps. She was ask- ing-for murder. "What!" demanded Herod, rising sharply as if a blow had slapped him to his feet. "The head of . . .?" Granted Then one of the nobles, relapsing into uncontrollable drunkenness, snickered. Someone else, perhaps a serving maid who in the kitchen below had had forewarning of the plot, giggled . Then suddenly there - 32 - rose around the table a roar of lal1ghter. It was a great joke. The girl was smart. They all knew Herodias was brilliant, but · that her daughter, a mere dancing girl, should be brilliant too ... They looked at Herod's face flushed, worried, distraught. He was cornered,_ the fox; cornered, and it did them good to see it. As for themselves, they and the other courtiers would be glad enough to be rid of John's solemn preaching, his constant spoilsport attitude, his ringing of the tire- some changes on their vices. It would 'clear the atmosphere to be rid of.the fanatic fool. Bully for . the girl! They were all for her. "But Salome ... " began Herod, lapsing into what was almost a stutter. Her eyes never left his face. A courtier near-by cried out through his hysterical laughter, "But you swore to it, Herod. We heard you." . "That we did," they all echoed. And Herod could only lift his hand in a signal that. summoned the executioner, who always stood, grim warning to even favored guests, behind his throne. Martyrdom The door of John's cell opened, and a lantern was flashed in his face. He saw the curved sword cradled in the arm of the man who followed the lantern bearer. He rose -quietly to meet martyrdom. Did he even then wonder if from a distance the man who pnce cured with a word a cen- turion's servant who was miles away from - 33 - Him might work a miracle for him, John? Did he wonder even slightly why he was allowed to die? Clearly not. · If this was part of the divine plan, if the kin of that Herod who had slain the infants close in years to the Infant Savior now slew the man who was nearest to the grown Savior, John accepted his destiny gladly. Without protest or struggle John the Baptist died under the sword of the execu- tioner. :And the banqueters applauded when Salome seized the platter, danced with it, twirled before, the nauseated Herod, and carried the proof of John's silenced tongue out to the woman whose sins the Precursor had flung into het shameless face. When Jesus heard the news, His only gesture was to withdraw with His disciples briefly into a desert place . . . to think gratefully of His friend? . . . to pray for the soul of one who surely needed no prayers? . . . to talk with those who had been his friends about the mal! who had willingly surrendered them to another master? . . . Who knows? Highest Praise All we know with certainty is that Jesus spoke of John as He never spoke of any other man living or dead. He praised him with an enthusiasm that was unique. He found no blemish in John. He held him up boldly for those around Himself to follow. He gave him to the Church Universal as the great, shining example of heroism and -34- stalwart courage and a life of penance ter- minated in a death for truth and honor and decency. Christ paid John .the highest compliment : He placed the Precursor beside Himself, exemplifying the two roads of perfection. The critics constantly taunted Christ with the fact that He and His disciples did not fast as John and his disciples had fasted. Finally Christ replied in this amazing piece of irony: "Whereunto then shall I liken the men of this generation? . . . They are like to children sitting in the marketplace, and speaking one to another, and saying: We have piped to · you, and you have not danced; we have mourned, and you have not wept." It is so easy to see that type of petulant children: They have music, and it does not make them happy; they' have sympathetic friends, and they refuse to accept the sym- pathy. They don't want to laugh; they don't want to cry. Nothing pleases them . Of such were Christ's puerile critics. Then Christ goes on to place the example of John and Himself side by side. "For John the Baptist came neither eat- ing bread nor drinking wine; and you say: He hath 'a devil. The Son of 'man js come eating and drinking; and y.ou say: Behold a man that is a glutton and a drinker of wine, a friend of publicans and sinners. "And wisdom is justified by all her children." Both He and John had given them imi- -36- table examples; the example of neither was accepted by the people who might have followed either and been saved. A Witness Called When confronted by the Jews who accept neither His miracles, H is teachings, nor the testimony that He gives of Himself, Christ calls upon the t estimony of John . Here was a great man, a good man; and this man had spoken in His f avor. W hy did they pay no attention to this magnificent leader? "There is another that beareth witness of me; and I know that the witness which he witnesseth of me is true. You sent , to John, and he gave testimony to the truth .... He was a burning and a shining light; a nd you were willing for a tim~ to rejoic e in his light. . "But I have a greater testimony than that of John; for the works which the Father hath given me to perfect; the works themselves, which I do, g ive testimony of me that the F ath er hath sent me ." His final appeal is to His own works and to the. mission that God, His Father, gave Him to fulfill. But He does not hesitate to call upon John for his testimony too. It was a high and wonderful honor to be made the one to whom Christ Himself · appealed for proof of H is Messianic offi ce. Tribute Supreme The ultimate tribute which Jesus pa id to John the Baptist is the most glowing of any He ever gave to any man. There is nothing like it in the w~ole Gospel. - 36 - "He began to speak to the multitudes concerning John. "What went ye out into the desert to see? a reed shaken with the wind?" Ah, they knew what He meant by that ironic queiltiofl. The man they had flocked to hear had a strength they had not met again until they met Jesus. John was no broken reed, no willow blown about by the breeze . They had felt the tremendous strength of the man. They had leaned upon him as :upon a strong tree that no storm could bend and no_ blowi ng wind could ruffle. "But what went you out to see? a man clothed in soft garments?" Certainly the implication was clear. As 'He spoke, the people thought of Herod, who now held J'ohn captive. Herod was clothed in soft garments, purple silks, white, dainty linens. The very suggestion that the strong, rugged Baptist might be so clad struck them as ridiculous. "Behold," Christ continues, "they that are in costly apparel and live delicately are in the l:).ouses of kings." Yes indeed . . . in the houses of kings. John was in a cell of a king's palace. "But what went you out to see? a prophet? Yea, I say to you, and more than a proph et. This is he of whom it is writ- ten: Behold I send my angel before thy face, who shall prepare thy way before thee. "For I say to you: Amongst those that - 37 - are born of women there is not a greater prophet than John the Baptist." Elias Himself Far in advance of all the great men of the Jewish people Christ listed His friend and ambassador. The Pharisees, who searched the Scrip- tures to find texts with which to trick Him, taunted Him with the charge that He could not be the Messias, since "Elias must come first." Christ retorted: "Elias indeed shall come and restore all thin gs. But I say to you that Elias is already come, and they knew him not, but have done unto him whatso- ever they had a mind . ... "Then the disciples understood that he had spoken to them of John the Baptist." The spirit of Elias had descended to Eli- jah. But that same spirit, Christ claimed, ~'as possessed in fullest measure by the man who had prepared His way and made straight His pat hs. "Amongst those that are born of women there is not a greater prophet than John the Baptist." This was simple canonization by Christ Himself. It was the lifting of a still living man-for when Christ said this, John had not yet been martyred-to a place among the Doctors. The Savior had laid the seal of His approval on one man beyond all others. History need never doubt the place which John the Baptist held in the esteem of the Savior. - 38 - Puzzle Yet again He follows this tremendous compliment with a puzzling sentence: "Yet he that is the lesser in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he." TlJ,ken by itself, the text is perplexing. If we remember John as the link that binds the Old Testal1J.ent with the New Testa- ment, as the man who in his person com- bines the prophets of the Old Law with the Apostles of the New Law, the statement becomes clearer. He alone among all men was the quintessence of the regime and the religion that were passing and the prelude to and Precursor of the regime and the re- ligion that had just begun. In his role in the New Law he was supremely great. The fact that he clirnaxed the prophets was far less important than the fact that he was prelude to the Messias and the Kingdom of Christ upon earth. But whatever the exact meaning of the text, Christ and His Church have taken amazing care of John the Baptist through- out the centuries. He is deep in the heart of the Christian liturgy. Churches through- out the world are rais~d to his honor and called by his name. For centuries more Christian boys were named for him than for any other saint. His feast occurs, not once, but twice during the course of the liturgical year, a name day and a day that commemorates his martyrdom. He stands historically as the man who raised the Jewish character to its highest purely nat- ural heights. Yet he served to establish a - 39 - , pattern by which Christian heroel!l have lived and Christian apostles have preached and Christian martyrs have died,. Triumphant Story That briefly is the story of John the Baptist. It is the story of a man who hated sin and who fought it to death. It is the record of a man who so loved the Savior that he put all personal c(;msiderations in second place to the interests of Christ. It is the account of the generous nobility of ~ man who asked nothing for himself and gave and gave and gave-only to find at the end apparent failure. Yet Christ's praise of him has rung down through the centuries. ' Men have learned high heroism by simply watching John. Herod, whQ slew him, later ' sat looking at the Sayior of the world; and his eyes, blurred with ' the lust for a dancing girl and bloodshot with the remembrance of the prophet's decapitated head, failed to recog- nize the God who stood before him. John looked up at a stranger upon the riverbank and with pure eyes saw in Him the Lamb of God. What higher honor could have been John's than to be permitted to step aside and see the world's Savior move along the paths he had made straight, in the com- panionship of the disciples he had helped to train, into the glorious kingdom of which he had been the first sub'ject, the thrilling trumpeter, the general who rode at the head of the king's own advance g uard? - 40 - ~38 THE QUEEN'S WORK 3742 West Pine Boulevard St, Louis 8, Missouri 757613-001 757613-002 757613-003 757613-004 757613-005 757613-006 757613-007 757613-008 757613-009 757613-010 757613-011 757613-012 757613-013 757613-014 757613-015 757613-016 757613-017 757613-018 757613-019 757613-020 757613-021 757613-022 757613-023 757613-024 757613-025 757613-026 757613-027 757613-028 757613-029 757613-030 757613-031 757613-032 757613-033 757613-034 757613-035 757613-036 757613-037 757613-038 757613-039 757613-040 757613-041 757613-042 757613-043 757613-044