29 March – Maundy Thursday
Here are the readings for the morning Chrism Mass:
The spirit of the Lord has been given to me,
for the Lord has anointed me.
He has sent me to bring good news to the poor,
to bind up hearts that are broken;
to proclaim liberty to captives,
freedom to those in prison;
to proclaim a year of favour from the Lord,
a day of vengeance for our God,
to comfort all those who mourn and to give them
for ashes a garland;
for mourning robe the oil of gladness,
for despondency, praise.
But you, you will be named ‘priests of the Lord’,
they will call you ‘ministers of our God.’
I reward them faithfully
and make an everlasting covenant with them.
Their race will be famous throughout the nations,
their descendants throughout the peoples.
All who see them will admit
that they are a race whom the Lord has blessed.
Grace and peace to you from Jesus Christ, the faithful witness, the First-Born from the dead, the Ruler of the kings of the earth. He loves us and has washed away our sins with his blood, and made us a line of kings, priests to serve his God and Father; to him, then, be glory and power for ever and ever. Amen. It is he who is coming on the clouds; everyone will see him, even those who pierced him, and all the races of the earth will mourn over him. This is the truth. Amen. ‘I am the Alpha and the Omega’ says the Lord God, who is, who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.
Jesus came to Nazara, where he had been brought up, and went into the synagogue on the sabbath day as he usually did. He stood up to read and they handed him the scroll of the prophet Isaiah. Unrolling the scroll he found the place where it is written:
The spirit of the Lord has been given to me,
for he has anointed me.
He has sent me to bring the good news to the poor,
to proclaim liberty to captives
and to the blind new sight,
to set the downtrodden free,
to proclaim the Lord’s year of favour.
He then rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the assistant and sat down. And all eyes in the synagogue were fixed on him. Then he began to speak to them, ‘This text is being fulfilled today even as you listen.’
“The Spirit of The Lord is upon me”
I have often wondered how I would react if Christ returned in my lifetime. Would I recognize him? Or would I let my conservatism get the better of me? We look with judgment on those who failed to see Jesus the first time round; but would we have perceived otherwise? I don’t know. We can be a little too ingrained in our ways.
My husband is a cradle Catholic who fell away from the faith. He is now tentatively finding his way back to church, one mass at a time. Mass is both new and familiar to him; some things have changed, some things have stayed the same. I want him to have a good experience each time he is in God’s house. I want to show him that the Catholic faith is loving, compassionate and accepting. That it is not the harsh, overbearing faith he grew up with. Very often though, I find I am on the defensive, standing up for God and the Church against his questions and ‘pointy’ comments. His observations are not groundless. If Christ returned, might he ask the same questions of the faith he founded? Some examples of ‘pointy’ remarks I’ve had to field – “Why is there so much focus on fund raising during mass, 5 mins for the homily, 15 mins for the fundraiser?”, “Why do only some masses ‘count’, it’s not like God keeps office hours?”, “Why are people so ‘clique-ish’ at church, like they’re part of a cool kids crowd and I’m not?” , “Why doesn’t the church make the Bible easier to understand, why can’t it be in simple English?”
All that aside, I think my husband’s faith is more authentic than mine. He is often moved to tears at mass. He notices the old man with the walker two pews in front, and observes how great his faith must be, to be showing up for communion despite his pain. My husband bothers to count, and marvels at the number of people who show up at daily mass on a Saturday morning, ‘just to see God’. He is aware of a homily’s message, whether it has touched him or not. I don’t see or hear any of this. I’ve become numb in so many ways, as if worship is a box I have to tick. So have a lot of us, I think.
This Holy Week, when Christ is closest to us, let us take the opportunity to seek the authenticity that the first Christians experienced, when Jesus walked in their midst. Perhaps we can try to worship with new eyes, and seek for ourselves a more authentic way of practicing our Catholic faith. We have much to learn still, especially from those who seek God with “childlike faith”, who are unafraid to ask the honest questions. I know I have much to learn from my ‘renewed again’ Catholic husband.
(Today’s Oxygen by Sharon Soo)
Prayer : I pray for the wisdom and the awareness to be a better, more humble steward of the faith.
Thanksgiving : I give thanks to God, for allowing my husband and I to share a faith journey together. I give thanks to God that He has been willing to be the cornerstone of our married life.