The Father has prepared a wedding banquet with food and drink that satisfies our deepest hunger. The Father begs us to come to the feast. He has prepared the choicest food and has saved the best wine for last. The food at this banquet will never run out and we will never hunger or thirst again. He implores us “come to the feast.”
“What must I do to inherit eternal life?”
This exact question is asked of Jesus two times in the gospels, by two different people, and he gives them different answers.
“The Easter Season ends with the conclusion of Evening Prayer.”
The sweet consolation of Easter, basking in the glory of the Resurrection, my patroness (my religious name was Sr. Magdala Marie) popping up all over the place: it was all over. Then I realized that Ordinary Time is ushered in by a series of solemnities to wean us off of desserts, Alleluias and perhaps even his felt presence.
So what did we learn from the apparitions of Our Lady of Guadalupe? Perhaps, the fact that millions of people were converted following the appearance of Our Lady was no coincidence. What if Our Lady is the key to the New Pentecost?
What does the word Pentecost bring to mind?
I know a few years ago when I was pondering the new Pentecost needed in our Church I was very focused on the externals. I think expressing our love for God and praising him with full heart and voice is very important, but I’ve come to realize that there is something more basic going on.
I’m experiencing post-Africa let down all over again. Having come home right before Easter, for the past few weeks we’ve been singing joyful “Alleliua” songs like this one:
Doesn’t that make you want to dance and lift your hands in praise? Okay, maybe it’s just me…
But seriously, when twenty women sing this song in a more lively fashion than a 200 person congregation, there is a serious problem.
The problem isn’t that I’m used to being surrounded by people who are madly in love with Jesus and are not afraid to show it! Honestly the average parishioner usually doesn’t even look like they want to be at Mass. No wonder we’re attracting so many people.
Sarcasm aside (with maybe a touch of sass), what does our Church need? The same thing we’ve always needed, since Jesus ascended to the Father: the Holy Spirit. More specifically we need a new Pentecost.
Working with the poor and writing have been playing a game of tug of war with my heart. But, in my recent hours of combing through job openings, I came across something illuminating.
(WRITER) ARTIST IN-RESIDENCE
Yale-New Haven Hospital
Develop, implement and adapt creative writing and spoken word activities for a diverse pediatric patient population in an acute healthcare setting. Facilitate group or individual sessions that engage children of all ages, family members or staff in self-expression through poetry, narrative, theatrical writing and performance to support the healing process. Share patient work through performance and publication.
Wait…I don’t have to choose?? Once again, God has reminded me that He wants to fulfill all of my desires, and put them in my heart for a reason.
Then, this afternoon I really discovered that something I thought only existed in my imagination is a really thing, that many writers do: running writing workshops with disadvantaged populations.
My teenage self would say: duh! This is why art and music therapy works – because self-expression is an effective form of therapy. Helping people learn to express themselves gives them power and can even help lift people out of poverty.
Here’s another example of an organization that runs these sorts of workshops: http://nywriterscoalition.org
I made some great connections today and can’t wait to see where they take me!