“O Sacrament most holy, Sacrament divine,
all praise and all thanksgiving be every moment Thine.”
I think most of you already realize that this is the most important week of the Church year. It begins today and culminates in the most important Liturgy—the Easter Vigil—next Saturday night. What begins in joy, Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem to celebrate Passover, ends with His death, burial, and waiting for light to disperse the almost unbearable darkness. It’s a week of contradictions that begins with an ominous joy and ends with bleak sadness that nevertheless hints at the possibility of redemption. I really hope you’ll consider joining your fellow parishioners and me, and celebrate the various Liturgies this week.
Jerusalem is filled with holy sites. I once overheard a priest discuss his recent visit to the Upper Room—or Cenacle—located on Mt. Zion above a room that purportedly houses the sarcophagus of King David. As much as he was attracted to the Cenacle, he admitted being disappointed. With its Gothic architecture, he thought at first that it couldn’t have been the simple room the Gospels spoke of Jesus celebrating the Passover meal.
What doesn’t disappoint him, however, is that in any Catholic church, we’re privileged to be in the “Upper Room” when the priest repeats Christ’s words, “This is My Body, this is My Blood.” In his recent presentation on the Eucharist, Fr. Arul mentioned that the Mass is the closest thing we have of heaven on earth. Why? Time and space are suspended and we’re in Jerusalem with all the saints and repentant sinners who have shared the Eucharist throughout the ages.
In God’s Time,