“He has no need, as did the
high priests, to offer sacrifice day after day, he did that once
for all when he offered himself.” Well,
the natural question might be, then, “what in the world are we doing here
offering a sacrifice?
It continues to be offered
because the curtain has not dropped on this world.
Assertion 1: we live in this
strange in between time. If the world
had ended on Easter Sunday, that would have made sense to me. Christ resurrects, and that’s the ball game
folks.
And yet it didn’t end. We go on.
We’re still here.
And this world in which we
wait has been mapped out, engineered, measured, and digitized and quantified. Your phone tells you your destination is .9
miles on the left. We know the chemistry
that is behind everything. The northern
lights are solar winds hitting our atmosphere at the right angle. We have mapped out space and the orbits of
the planets. We know the weather coming
our way – we tell ourselves we have subdued the earth. To a dangerous extent, we believe we are in
control
We tell ourselves that we
live in a world that has no room for magic nor the unexplainable
But that is a lie.
The “Fear of the Lord” that
we hear about in the first reading is a sort of awe toward God – a belief that
God is in control, and if God is in control, then we are not, and if we are
not, then the mapping of our world is not definitive. There ARE, then, things that we can’t explain
and there are things that we can’t control
As Catholics, as I preached on
All Saints Day, seeking God, seeking that relationship with Jesus is something
we are called to do. And at the same
time, one of our most important aspects of our Faith as Catholics is, when
really lived, it reminds us about the magical and enchanted nature of the world
around us. We call priests to have them
whisper prayers of forgiveness over dying loved ones because we believe it
forgives them their sins. We believe
that bread and wine become God. We
believe we have angels watching over us, that we can befriend dead saints from
ages past, that we are tempted by demons, that pouring water on someone while
saying the right prayer makes a person a son or daughter of God. We believe that priests can, through prayers,
drive out demons. We have Masses in
cemeteries, we have statues that weep, saints that bleed with the wounds of
Christ, and believe the Blessed Mother has definitively appeared to people as
the sun danced in the sky – to be Catholic is to believe that there is magic in
the world. Awe. Surprise.
Mystery.
But this…the Mass…is the
source and summit of everything we do. It
is a participation in the one sacrifice of Christ. And so we surround it with incense, music, architecture, vestments, beauty,
Scripture, and silence
So, then, what about the
protest – “Father, that all sounds nice, but I find Mass really boring.”
Here’s what G.K. Chesterton, the great
convert to Catholicism said on the subject, and I think this is really
important. ““Because children have
abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, they want
things repeated and unchanged. They
always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again
until he is nearly dead. [UNCLE JOHN]
…For grown-up people are not strong enough to
exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is
possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and
every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic
necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy
separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the
eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father
is younger than we.”
I would say, then, that if we are bored at
Mass, then perhaps that is an indictment on us.
I think to whatever extent I may find myself bored at some particular
Mass it is on me, and not something I can blame God for. Something I need to examine my conscience
about, not walk away from Catholicism over.
Perhaps it is my fault. Something I need to change.
Perhaps those who say they are bored at Mass
are also people who say they get bored with their spouse – the same old thing
every day
Perhaps those who say they are bored at Mass
are also people prone to saying they are bored with their job. Another day.
Another pay check. Nothing
interesting happening here today
Perhaps those who say they are bored at Mass
are also people who are bored with their same old kids. Another day.
Perhaps those who say they are bored at Mass
are like some of my DePauw students, who literally have some of the best food
in the world – I promise you’ve never seen anything quite like the food at
DePauw – I would have been 500 pounds if I ate in their dining room in college –
every food of every variety is there and it is all absolutely amazing – and some
of them complain that it is always the same.
If you really despise Mass or find it
repetitive, are you that way with other things too?
Would you appreciate your spouse, your
children, your food, your job, would you appreciate them more if they were
taken away?
We come here for Mass tonight/today –
probably close to the 7,000th of my life and close to the 5,000th
of my priesthood – Christ HAS offered himself once perfectly, but the curtain
hasn’t dropped on this world just yet.
Perhaps you struggle in the (quote) “awe of
God” department. Whatever in your life
is telling you things are every boring or free of magic and power and infinity,
get rid of it.
Jesus tells us that a key to our salvation is
becoming like little children. In
participating in this, the one sacrifice of Christ, may we, like children, cry
out, over and over, until we depart this world forever – “DO IT AGAIN!”
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