NOTE. This beautiful letter from Saint Bernard exalts the Templar order in its noble mission of defending the holy places of the Saracens or Muslims and, at the same time, is a testimony against its detractors both at that time and today.
But now this letter
can be addressed to us Catholics of the 21st century who, in the midst of great
confusion, live the mystery of iniquity in our own flesh and, who want to be in
conformity with the doctrine of Our Lord Jesus Christ, faithful defenders of
the faith, of the Church founded by our Lord Jesus Christ and faithful devotees
of his Blessed Mother, we must take the words of Saint Bernard as directed to
us or the "pusilus grex" in the midst of this shameful general
apostasy.
May the
exhortations of the Holy Abbot fall like divine oil and impregnate our aching
souls and rejoice our downcast hearts so depressed by the present times that
they are not good at all.
Book to the Knights
Templar
Praise of the new
militia
Foreword
Bernardo, abbot of
Clairvaux, but only in name, Hugo, knight of Jesus Christ and grand master of
Christ's militia: may he fight a good fight.
You asked me once,
twice and even three times, if I am not mistaken, dear Hugo, to write an
exhortatory sermon for you and your knights. As I was not allowed to use the
spear against the insults of the enemies, you wished, at least, that I brandish
my tongue and my wits against them, assuring me that I would give you a no
small help if I animated with my pen those who could not animate for the
exercise of arms. It took me a while to respond, not because I had little
respect for the task you had given me, but because of the fear that I would be
accused of haste and lightness if I undertook, with my usual inexperience, what
another more enlightened person than I could accomplish with greater success,
and that I should not meddle in a matter of such interest and so vital, so that
in the end something much less profitable would come out.But after waiting in
vain for so long, I resolve to do what I can, fearing that they believe that I
lack will rather than inability: the reader will judge whether or not I advance
in the company. If what I have written does not please or is not enough for
someone, it does not matter, because, in the field of my knowledge, I did what
I could to satisfy your wishes.
I. Exhortatory sermon
to the Knights Templar.
1. The news is
spreading around the world that not long ago a new genre of knights was born in
that region in which the Orient that rises from above, made visible in the
flesh, honored with its presence, to exterminate, in the same place where He
put it, with the strength of his arm, to the princes of darkness, to his
unhappy ministers, who are children of infidelity, dissipating them by the
courage of these brave knights, carrying out even today the redemption of their
people and raising up a saving force in the house of David, his servant. This
is, I say again, the new genre of militia not known in centuries past; in which
two battles with invincible courage take place at the same time: against
flesh and blood and against the spirits of malice that are scattered through
the air. The truth is, I believe that it is neither original nor
exceptional to generously resist an earthly enemy with the force of arms alone,
nor is it extraordinary, even if it is laudable, to wage war on vices or demons
with the virtue of the spirit, since it is see the whole world full of monks
who are continually in this exercise. But who will not be
astonished by something so admirable and so unusual as to see one and the other
man girding his sword and nobly clothed with the girdle? Certainly,
this soldier is fearless and safe everywhere; his spirit is armed with
the armor of faith, just like his body of iron breastplate. Being
fortified with these two kinds of weapons, he fears neither demons nor
men. I say more, you do not fear death because you want to die.
And, indeed, what
can fear, whether living or dying, who finds his life in Jesus Christ and his
reward in death? It is true that he fights with confidence and
ardor for Jesus Christ; but he still wants more to die and be with Jesus
Christ, because this is the best thing. March, then, brave knights, firm
and with intrepid courage, charge against the enemies of the cross of Christ,
sure that neither death nor life will be able to separate you from the love of
God, which is Christ Jesus; and in the moment of danger, repeat within
yourself: Live or die, we are of God. With what glory those who have won a
battle return! How happy these martyrs die in combat! Rejoice,
gallant athlete, to live and to win in the Lord; but rejoice even more if
you die and join the Lord intimately. Without a doubt, your life is
fruitful and your victory glorious; but a holy death must be considered more
noble. Because, "if those who die in the Lord are blessed," how much
more so will those who die for the Lord be? 2. The truth, in any way, whether
one dies, whether in bed, or in war, the death of the saints will always be
precious before God; But what happens in war is all the more precious the
greater the glory that accompanies it. What security there is in life with a
pure conscience! What security, ¡I repeat, there is in life that awaits death
without fear, ¡that desires it with sweet tranquility and accepts it with
devotion! Holy and firm is this militia because it is exempt from this double
danger in which the human race finds itself that does not have Christ at the
end of its battles.
As many times as
you enter the fight, you, who fight in the ranks of a profane militia, must
fear killing your enemy bodily and yourself spiritually or perhaps that he may
kill you body and soul. The defeat or victory of the Christian must be
valued not by fortune in combat, but by the feelings of the heart.
If the reason for
fighting is just, the outcome of the battle cannot be bad; but neither can
its final result be considered a success when it is not preceded by a good
cause and a just intention. If, with the will to kill your enemy, you
yourself lie down, you die as if you were a murderer; and, if you are
victorious and you kill someone for wanting to triumph or for revenge, you are
a murderer. Well, die or live, victorious or defeated, it is in no way
advantageous to be a murderer.
Unfortunate victory
that makes you succumb to sin at the same time as defeating a man. In vain
do you boast of having conquered your enemy when anger and pride conquered
you. There are others who kill a man not out of the lust for revenge or
the arrogance of triumph, but only to rid themselves of danger. But not
even in this case would I call it a good victory, because of two evils, it is
lighter to die in the body than in the soul. Not because the body perishes
does the soul die; on the contrary, only the soul that sins will die.
Templar cross
II. The secular
militia.
3. What is the end
and the fruit, ¿I am not saying of this militia, but of this evil of the age,
¿when he who kills sins mortally and he who dies perishes for an eternity? To
use the words of the Apostle: He who works must work in the hope
of the harvest, and he who sows grain, must do so in the hope of enjoying its
fruit. Tell me, soldiers: ¿what dreadful illusion is this and what
unbearable fury to fight with so much effort and expense without any wages
other than death or crime? You cover the horses with beautiful silk clothes,
you line the breastplates with rich fabrics that hang from them, you paint the
pikes, the shields and the guards, you wear the bridles of the horses and the
spurs covered with gold, silver and stones, and with all that brilliant pomp
you rush to your death with shameful fury and with a stupidity that has no
regard. ¿Are these military trappings, or pure feminine adornments? Or
do you think that the enemy's sword is going to be intimidated by the gold you
carry, that the stones will preserve you and that it will not be able to
penetrate those silk fabrics? In short, I judge, and no doubt you will
experience it quite frequently, that there are three things that are entirely
necessary for a combatant: that the soldier be strong, skillful
and careful to defend himself, that he have total freedom of movement in his
body to being able to move around, and decision to load. You, on the
other hand, pamper your head like the ladies, you wear large hair that is an
obstacle to the view; you make your legs pregnant with your long dresses,
you wrap your tender and delicate hands with large mittens. But above all,
and it is what should most disturb the conscience of a soldier, is that the
reasons why such dangerous wars are waged are slight and futile. Because
what arouses the fighting and the quarrels between you is not, most of the
time, but an unstoppable anger, a desire for pride or the greed to possess any
territory. For reasons of this kind, it is not worth killing or exposing
oneself to being defeated.