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As the space shuttle Discovery flew over Washington on its last flight before landing at Dulles airport on its way to the Air and Space Museum last week my mind could only marvel at the wonder of it all. Yes, it is only a spacecraft. But truly can we say “only” a spacecraft? My mind traveled back to the thirty nine missions it was sent on.
Yesterday we said good-bye to two beautiful women who had been with us for a community experience for ten weeks in preparation for eventually establishing a new community in the Archdiocese. Their parting has led me to ponder ‘friendship’ in our monastic life.
So many glorious moments in the Easter Vigil followed by the Mass of Resurrection. Readings which give us a glimpse of the history of salvation, songs, psalms and antiphons ring in our hearts but I must admit, Jesus, on this day, without any conscious prompting from myself, my heart just continually sings the glorious ‘Alleluia Chorus’ from Handel’s Messiah.
Today the office of Vigils was very moving with a sung lamentation from the Prophet Jeremiah and a reading from the writings of Romano Guardini. The plaintive notes of the lamentation, sung so beautifully by one of the sisters, led us deeply into the mystery of the sufferings of Jesus on this day in his life.
Reflecting on today’s liturgy I find many emotions in my heart as I wonder, as I have often wondered on this day, what would have been my response to him on this day as he rode into Jerusalem. Would I have listened to the voices which wanted to trap him and condemn him? Would I have been one of those voices? Would I have been one of the simple people who had heard his words, listened to his heart and yet still wondered about him?