Today is the feast of Ignatius of Antioch –

Sometimes, people who don’t know a lot about early Christian history, but would like to know more, are intimidated by the prospect of reading the writings of people who lived so long ago. It seems as if it must be a different world, impossible to see.

Ignatius of Antioch is a good place to start, if you’d like to dip into these waters, but are unsure. (Along with the Didache and some of Justin Martyr, I’d say).

The letters he wrote on his journey to martyrdom in Rome are not very long or complicated, but speak clearly to us, centuries later – in reading them, you can recognize your Church – which is one of the thrills of diving into history, isn’t it – seeing that as much as things change, as diverse as cultures are – the line of continuity, even to the unpracticed eye, is impossible to miss.

Plus, the letters are energized, not just by Ignatius’ faith, but also by the drama of the situation itself – he knows what awaits, yet, in the spirit of discipleship, he is courageous, hopeful and determined.

Mike Aquilina has a brief post with links to podcasts of his own radio presentation on Ignatius from KVSS in Omaha, as well as Maureen’s podcasts of the letters.

From the Office of Readings:

I am writing to all the churches to let it be known that I will gladly die for God if only you do not stand in my way. I plead with you: show me no untimely kindness. Let me be food for the wild beasts, for they are my way to God. I am God’s wheat and shall be ground by their teeth so that I may become Christ’s pure bread. Pray to Christ for me that the animals will be the means of making me a sacrificial victim for God.
No earthly pleasures, no kingdoms of this world can benefit me in any way. I prefer death in Christ Jesus to power over the farthest limits of the earth. He who died in place of us is the one object of my quest. He who rose for our sakes is my one desire.
The time for my birth is close at hand. Forgive me, my brothers. Do not stand in the way of my birth to real life; do not wish me stillborn. My desire is to belong to God. Do not, then, hand me back to the world. Do not try to tempt me with material things. Let me attain pure light. Only on my arrival there can I be fully a human being. Give me the privilege of imitating the passion of my God. If you have him in your heart, you will understand what I wish. You will sympathise with me because you will know what urges me on.
The prince of this world is determined to lay hold of me and to undermine my will which is intent on God. Let none of you here help him; instead show yourselves on my side, which is also God’s side. Do not talk about Jesus Christ as long as you love this world. Do not harbour envious thoughts. And supposing I should see you, if then I should beg you to intervene on my behalf, do not believe what I say. Believe instead what I am now writing to you. For though I am alive as I write to you, still my real desire is to die. My love of this life has been crucified, and there is no yearning in me for any earthly thing. Rather within me is the living water which says deep inside me: “Come to the Father”. I no longer take pleasure in perishable food or in the delights of this world. I want only God’s bread, which is the flesh of Jesus Christ, formed of the seed of David, and for drink I crave his blood, which is love that cannot perish.
I am no longer willing to live a merely human life, and you can bring about my wish if you will. Please, then, do me this favour, so that you in turn may meet with equal kindness. Put briefly, this is my request: believe what I am saying to you. Jesus Christ himself will make it clear to you that I am saying the truth. Only truth can come from that mouth by which the Father has truly spoken. Pray for me that I may obtain my desire. I have not written to you as a mere man would, but as one who knows the mind of God. If I am condemned to suffer, I will take it that you wish me well. If my case is postponed, I can only think that you wish me harm.