Rev. JAN ISAK VALENTIN BEN ABRAM SAETHER
on behalf of the Ecclesia Gnostica Norvegia
|The Good Shepherd, The Catacombs of St. Domitilla, Rome|
On the occasion of this celebration, the second Sunday of Advent, we re-publish the Hymn of Remembrance, which was written for the original occasion in 1989, with the permission of the author, Jan Valentin Saether. You may download a facsimile of the original here.
to the Priesthood in the Ecclesia Gnostica
Rev. Jan I. Saether
the Rt. Rev. Stephan A. Hoeller
God does not belong to history
the soul’s journey towards the Light,
belongs to a quest all unto itself.
the wedding that happens hence
changes natural water
into spiritual wine.
Such is the bridegroom’s power
such is the bridegroom’s love.
Hear all you lovers,
do not misunderstand,
Great Life is a river and four springs feed it;
Grace, Love, Mercy and Foreknowledge.
This river, this Holy river cannot be stopped.
Beasts and men build no dams
in this River.
Their rivers and dams themselves
Float down the Great River.
Civilizations rush down the Holy River.
History itself is like a little tree
In her swelling Holy Stream.
God dooes not belong to history,
nor does the unknown Father-being
reflect himself in it.
History does not unfold.
as we are prone to hope and believe,
rather – it infolds,
collapses in on its own victories
until there is no more spiritual freedom anywhere.
Then people go mad and destroy
Wars have long since ceased to be over land and nations
– that is just what rulers want you to believe.
Since Babylon wars have been over laws.
Those who win rule over the law.
These are the Rulers.
They are appointed
by our selfhatred
for only those gathered in hatred
and suspicion of God’s love
are in need of leaders.
God is not a ruler.
God is not a leader.
God is not a fear.
In the childhood of civilization
men-kings made themselves into gods
and legislated their own worship.
In time they came to rule over life,
over law and calendar.
All our days were ruled.
As soon as we knew the length
of the solar year
Rulers ruled over it.
At first history was the stories
about the first men-kings.
Then the idea of history became the hope
of rival kings,
and hope itself became exploited
through their promises.
King versus king.
God versus god.
Such was our childhood here
in this unique world of sad creation
But in the midst of the error
and our crimes against Love,
in the density of forgetfulness,
a Word came forward from the Silence.
This Word was not a message to man,
it WAS man. It was a particular man
as we are particular men and women
He was born Jesus,
when he died he was Jesus Christ
and when he resurrected he was Christ.
This man was the firstbegotten
son of the Great Father-being
He still lives in those who know themselves
He came into the Holy Stream
and was his Father’s essence as a knowledge:
My Kingdom is not of this world.
Behold this astonishing man.
He makes all things new.
He reveals the greatness,
and sets us free.
Through him our suffering is undone.
God came into the world with him.
His life revealed
the darkness of the Error.
For the erroneous ones nailed him to a cross
and pierced his Heart.
And proclaimed him King
As in a carnival,
when he was dying.
When the truth comes all the way
out into this world it dies
at the hands of the rulers.
They thought he was dead.
But he knew not death
because he came in the Holy Stream
from the Fullness,
and he was a fish to the stream.
His death was only in a stream within
the Holy Stream.
The Word is a living Word.
It does not remain on a cross
This Word is a light
a living light,
see it resurrect in you
when you stop waiting for him
in history or in barren images
that have become ideas.
God does not belong in history.
God is not born of our efforts
nor from our expectations.
the good news is that his knowledge comes
into the world in a mystery
that cannot be held
as the world holds.
Nor is the gate to his Father’s mansion closed.
Seek and you shall be let in.
But when you ar elet in,
you will be astonished and you will seek no more
Make not of your seeking a virtue
for such virtue makes one blind.
Trust and gain strength
but build not from faith a stronghold.
Such fortifications shut the Redeemer our.
He came as a suffering servant
and yet he suffered not
for he knew the Greatness
of what he revealed.
He brought the redeeming knowledge
that lies at the heart
For when he comes to you in Glory
you shall also know.
from the fetters of this world,
be in it,
but not of it
and your bridegroom’s hour shall come
Be of courage in your dark night.
Rest in Remembrance
- if you seek him
you have already known him.
His word is subtle
Offer attention to his mystery
for his Body and Bloood
shall nourish you.
Watch his Body break
and watch his Blood flowing in the wine
In him know the voice of Wisdom.
He endures all experience
and through him all things are Real.
Cast the world into the Wine
and you shall have
Such Life restores the Wisdom
and She will green the wasteland
before your eyes
in the midst
of your Remembrance
She came first
and she shall come again at last.
Find her Wisdom
through the Bridegroom.
He is the revealer of your Soul.
from peace to peace