Friday, April 3, 2015

Human -vs- Divine

A friend of mine and his wife were headed to Mass and they had plans to go to a movie afterward. They had it timed perfectly, until they walked into the Narthex of the church and saw an usher passing out palm. My friend turned to his wife and whispered: "Oh crap, it's Palm Sunday!" In weakness of this truly human moment he realized they were not going to make the movie. Quickly his divine side kicked in and they entered Mass already knowing they could catch the movie another time. 

I has a similar human/divine battle tonight at Good Friday services. Here are the stats:
Human:
  • it was LOOONNGG 
  • it was loud
  • it was chaotic
  • it was overly incensed 
Divine:
  • it was beautiful
  • it was powerful
  • it was highly participative 
  • it was holy
It was a typical Good Friday with the Passion reading from John. It was done a bit differently with the congregation singing a verse from "Where you there" at different parts of the reading. This was nice! Things took a turn to the dramatic and powerful at the veneration of the Cross. 

When we walked into the Narthex before the services we were invited to write on a small piece of pink paper something we would like the Lord to heal in us. When it was time to venerate the Cross and instead of filing up the center isle to kiss the cross, we were invited to bring our paper up to the cross and nail it to the cross.

It was a slice of pandemonium - no less than four hammers hammering away non-stop for close to a half hour. People seemed to be streaming down via every available isle and there was music sung and reading read amid the clanging of hammer and nail.

I was in a pew close to the front, so I was one of the first to secure my need to the Cross of Christ. Then it was back to my pew to wait and this is where things got good.

As I sat there taking in all the images, sounds and scents that were washing over my senses I centered in on the hammering and the lines of people waiting to hammer their need for healing to the Cross of Christ and I just got overwhelmed at all the need and all the pain and all the reaching out for Jesus and his Cross.

I relaxed and let all the stimuli do it's work in me. I listened and looked and smelled my faith, my community, my Church, my God.

Yes, in the middle of the long, loud, smelly chaos - 
It was beautiful. 
It was powerful. 
It was active. 
It was holy

It was a good Friday


Need for Healing join to the Cross of Christ.