The Rites of The Wronged

I am reading Richard Rohr ofm's splendid book, Adam's Return, on recommendation of a friend, a Francisan Friar. This refreshing and utterly thought-provoking book is wrangles much of the misconceptions that have prevailed about what it means to be a man in today's world. Part of the problem we have with masculinity is bred from incompleteness, which in turn has much to do with the way we are parented, as much as the way the world at large influences us with concepts that aren't always meant to lead us to fulfilment. Hence, we feel a great deal of frustration, and even among my own friends and brothers, there is always those layers within which are layers - denial, pride, repression, etc. Here is an excerpt from Rohr's proposition, that it is not in the perfect image of ourselves that we find completion or fulfilment, but if the Jesus idea of manhood is to prevail, it is one which is very distant from the Hollywood version of modern Man: "We must live our lives in a painful cauldron of transformation, inside a mixed blessing, not in any enforced utopia. We are a mass of contradictions longing to be reconciled. We must live with the wound and learn from the wound, until it becomes our sacred wound. I remember the shock of being in a Spanish art museum and seeing a full-size painting of a wounded body of Jesus ascending into heaven. I finally got it! Heaven is not for angels at all, but for the wounded ones."