At this morning’s breakfast, I was greeted with news that brought forth sad emotions: an infant was left at the front porch of the clinic across our home. An infant left in the cold, by most probably the mother, for reasons unknown to us only she and God knows. The accompanying dangers you know. As my daughter Alexa discussed those, I mentioned the mother may have done a Miriam (hiding somewhere in the bushes watching) to ensure no danger happens until someone picks up the baby). Knowing things like this on a Good Friday is still so disheartening to say the least.
In these past two days liturgy, the Gospel readings tell us of the all too familiar events comprising the Passion and Death of our Lord and Savior. The message has always been the same throughout: all the acts that He has done (and is still continuously doing), is for you and me. Every act of God is an act of love and mercy.
On Holy Thursday, the institution of the Sacrament of the Holy Eucharist is the most important of the legacies that Christ left us. Imagine the Church without the Sacrament of the Holy Eucharist. Without its strong foundation in the Holy Eucharist, it will crumble, it can’t survive the wrath of the ages. The homilist said that when we create a tasteful cake, there is a difference in the one who baked, and the resulting pastry. Regardless of who the chef is, the resulting taste and flavor tells it all. However, in the Holy Eucharist, the bread becomes His body, and the wine, His blood. A mystery so deep, but yet we submit and obey to His command of participating in it. “For as often as you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the death of the Lord until he comes.” (1 Cor. 11: 26)
Unlike the mother who left the baby in the street, our Lord has and will never abandon us; it’s we who have always betrayed him. We reject him every time we sin, his Passion and Death replayed over and over again.
Will this Holy Week be just like any other holy week? Are we going to respond with firm conviction of believing and acting on this faith? Unlike the Apostles and other disciples, we are blessed with knowing what events come next after Good Friday.
May the quietness of the tomb allow us to eagerly anticipate with fervent hope of the forthcoming event still to unfold. May the Lord grant us the strength to resist falling over and over again.