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SUMMARY:Vigils Reading - St Aelred
DESCRIPTION:AELRED’S LAST DAYS \nFrom “The Life of Aelred of Rievaulx” by Walter Daniel6 \n◊◊◊ \nAs he lay in bed he talked constantly in gasps\, and day by day his body got \nfeebler\, until at last on 3 January he ordered all the monks to be summoned to \nhim\, and made them this allocution: \n‘Often I have begged your permission when I had to cross the sea\, or it \nwas my duty to hasten to some distant region\, or I had occasion to seek the \nking’s court; and now by your leave and with the help of your prayers I go hence\, \nfrom exile to the fatherland\, from darkness to light\, from this evil world to God; \nfor the time has come when he\, who redeemed me of himself without me\, and \ndeigned by his grace to bind me more closely to himself in the bonds of a better \nlife among you\, will take me to himself… We have a good Lord and now it \npleases my soul to see his face… \n’ \nThe most pious father added: ‘I have lived with a good conscience among \nyou\, for as I lie here\, as you see\, at the point of death\, my soul calls God to \nwitness that\, since I received this habit of religion\, the malice\, detraction or \nquarrel of no man has ever kindled any feeling in me against him which has \nbeen strong enough to last the day in the domicile of my heart… By the grace of \nChrist I have commanded my spirit that no disturbance to the patience of my \nmind should survive the setting of the sun.’ At these words we all wept… and \nmost of all when he\, weeping\, said to us\, ‘God who knows all things knows that \nI love you all as myself\, and\, as earnestly as a mother after her sons… \nTo wait by his bedside during those days was\, I confess\, an awe-inspiring \nexperience… He would say… \n‘Hasten for the love of Christ\, hasten.’ When I said \nto him ‘What\, lord?’ he stretched out his hands\, as to heaven\, and fixing his eyes \nlike lamps of fire upon the cross which was held there before his face\, said\, \n‘Release me\, let me go free to him\, whom I see before me\, the King of Glory. \nWhy do you linger?… Hasten\, for the love of Christ\, hasten’ \n… In all my life I \nhave never been so stricken to the heart as I was by those words\, so often \nrepeated\, so awfully uttered\, by such a man at such an hour\, by a good man at \nthe point of death. And these words kept proceeding from his mouth through \nthree whole days… \nI sat with him on that <last> day and…said to him in a low voice\, so that \nnobody would notice us\, ‘Lord\, gaze on the cross; let your eye be where your \nheart is.’ And immediately raising his eyelids and turning his pupils to the \nfigure of truth depicted on the wood\, he said to him who suffered death for us \nupon the tree\, ‘You are my God and my Lord\, You are my refuge and my Saviour. \nYou are my glory and my hope for evermore. Into your hands I commend my \nspirit.’ He uttered these words clearly as they are written\, although for two days \nhe had not spoken so many words\, nor afterwards did he speak three words \ntogether… He died about the fourth watch of the night before the Ides of \nJanuary\, in the year of the Incarnation one thousand and sixty-six… the fifty- \nseventh year of his life… \nWhenever I think of him then\, I am still overcome by joy and wonder at \nthe gracious recollection… My God! He did not die ‘in darkness\, as those that \nhave been long dead\,’ not so\, Lord\, but in your light\, for in his light we see your \nlight. \n  \n6 Daniel\, Walter. The Life of Aelred of Rievaulx. CF 57. Trans. F.M. Powicke. Kalamazoo\, MI: Cistercian Publications\, \n1994. 133-135\, 138-139.13 \n  \n 
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