Busted Halo
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April 21st, 2010

Had Enough?

A message for those feeling the weight of the ongoing crisis in the Church

 
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EASTER LILIES, WHITE CLOTH LIE IN EMPTY TOMB AT ILLINOIS CEMETERY, MAUSOLEUM

The following reflection was adapted from a homily given on the second Sunday of Easter April 11, 2009.

Last Sunday there were around 3,000 people in our church to celebrate Easter. My question a week later is, “Where did they all go?” It’s too easy to simply say that the 2000 people who did not return a week later and may not return again until Christmas are “Christmas and Easter Catholics.” Is a once-or-twice visit to Church enough to satisfy one’s spiritual or ritual needs, that someone can say, “That’s enough for me”?

As a parish that tries very hard to create an environment of inclusion and acceptance where faith and beauty are interwoven, we can ask ourselves whether we are doing enough to engage those who cross the threshold of our church, so that people want more, want to return, want to be fed with the word of God and nourished with the Eucharist, week after week.

Have we spoken, sung, prayed, danced enough of God’s promise that there is something so compelling that one says, “I can’t get enough”? I know I want and need more. But at the same time there are those 2,000 who are saying by their absence, “I’ve had enough.”

If there were a banner outside our church announcing the theme of today’s preaching, mine would be “Had enough?” It would be an invitation to reflect deeply on the Peace, the Love, the Healing, the Joy, the Life that comes to us in the Eucharist through the Spirit of the Risen Christ. But it would also be an acknowledgement of the very challenging times we are experiencing as a Catholic community once again.

In the past weeks, I’m sure you have heard, as I have, “I’ve had enough,” from many within our Catholic community. With all the revelations of abuse and questions of the culpability of those religious leaders who did not address the problem in an open, transparent and timely fashion, the wounds of so many that may have begun to heal after 10 years in the Archdiocese of Boston, have been opened up again with similar strains of anger, disillusionment, even disgust, and many are saying, “I’ve had enough.”

Even if the Church is now trying to address more openly the terrible reality of abuse by its clergy, the stories that continue to emerge about the global dimensions of the problem and especially the pattern of denial and secrecy on the part of the hierarchy challenge all of us to ask how we continue to find light and peace and hope in the face of darkness, distrust and disgrace.

Like Thomas, some of us, including myself, may be saying, “I want to believe that in Christ all things are made new. I want to surrender to the gift of peace, joy and love, but look at the woundedness of our Church that continues to be torn apart by scandal and distrust, look at the wounds of our world that continues to be torn apart by unimaginable violence. I’ve had enough! Haven’t you, my Lord and my God?”

I imagine those first disciples after the Crucifixion saying to themselves, “I’ve had enough.” Enough heartbreak, disillusionment. If we look at today’s Gospel with the disciples back in the upper room after the events of the Crucifixion, we may see ourselves reflected in their doubts, their fears, their disillusionment, their hopelessness.

I have always wondered why they found themselves back in that upper room after they had deserted and denied Jesus, had fled for their lives, hiding from the brutal reality that Jesus, who had been their hope, was no more. All their dreams had been shattered. But something draws them to a place where they had experienced life, love, community, a vision of God’s kingdom where peace, healing, forgiveness was at the center of all.

That’s what Jesus had proclaimed and lived, had preached and shown in his actions, had given life to in bread and wine, blessed and broken. Those memories of what had been, the bonds of friendship and community that had been there for them must have been what drew them back. I can imagine each one coming under cover of darkness, not wanting to be recognized as one of his disciples, making their way back to the upper room and finding each other there. Saying, “Oh, you’re here. You came back too. But what do we do now?”

The Gospel tells us it is in the midst of this fear, apprehension about the future, confusion and perhaps despair, that Jesus appears. Unexpectedly speaking, “Peace! Do not be afraid!” His presence and his peace is experienced as a reality that constitutes a new beginning for these men and women who had lost hope in the loss of their beloved friend, Rabboni. For those gathered in the upper room that Easter Sunday, there is no doubt that God has completed the work of creation begun in the story of Genesis. God is refashioning the story of death and disintegration. God is weaving a new tapestry of life, peace, hope, and love. God in Jesus is saying, I can never give you enough of my love, my peace, my life.

But like Thomas — who was not with the other broken-hearted, fearful disciples — some of us, including myself, may be saying, “I want to believe that in Christ all things are made new. I want to surrender to the gift of peace, joy and love, but look at the woundedness of our Church that continues to be torn apart by scandal and distrust, look at the wounds of our world that continues to be torn apart by unimaginable violence. I’ve had enough! Haven’t you, my Lord and my God?”

And like Thomas we hear the words, “See my wounds. Place your fingers in my side. Touch me and see that I carry in my Risen body, not just my wounds, but yours as well, my beloved world, and especially the community of my beloved disciples. Don’t be afraid. Don’t give up. You will know who I am. You will know that I have loved you. You will know who I am.”

 
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The Author : Fr. Bob VerEecke, SJ
Fr. Bob VerEecke, SJ, has been pastor of St. Ignatius Church in Chestnut Hill at Boston College for the past 22 years.
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  • Jean

    When the laity were given ministry they spread their unbelief to the poor and the homebound. So it wasn’t only priests who murdered the souls of the faithful. What is needed is real enforcment of Canon Laws without the poor footing the bill for justice that is long overdue.

  • Mike McCormick

    CLERICALISM IS ONE OF THE TOP ISSUES THAT NEEDS TO BE DEALT WITH BY THE CATHOLIC CHURCH.I DIDN’T SEE THE JESUS OF THE GOSPELS MARCHING AROUND WITH THESE LONG RED DRESSES AND HATS ,CAPES ETC.DRESSED UP LIKE WOMEN ,TREATED LIKE BOYS, AND CALLED MEN.THAT WAS THE SEMINARY FORMATION THAT PRODUCED SO MANY PYSCHOSEXUALLY SICK MEN.THE HIERARCHY THAT AIDED AND ABETTED THE SOUL MURDER OF SO MANY CHILDREN ACROSS THE WORLD WERE ALL CUT FROM THE SAME CLOTH.HAVING SAID THIS LETS NOT FORGET THE GREAT PRIESTS AND NUNS WHO CARRY ON DESPITE BEING TAINTED ALSO BY THIS SCANDAL.WHAT IS NEEDED IS A lAYMENS’ COUNCIL TO RESTORE THE CHURCH BACK TO THE PEOPLE OF GOD.

  • Catholic

    Thank you, Father. As I was reading this, I kept hearing the writing of St Thomas Aquinas which I’d like to share with you now. Pax Christi Tecum.

    I said to God, “Let me love you.”

    And He replied, “Which part??”

    “All of you, all of you,” I said.

    “Dear,” God spoke, “you are a mouse wanting to impregnate a tiger who
    is not even in heat. It is a feat way beyond your courage and strength. You would run from me if I removed my mask.”

    I said to God again, “Beloved I need to love you – every aspect, every pore.”

    And this time God said,
    “There is a hideous blemish on my body, though it is such an infinitesimal part of my Being – could you kiss that if it were revealed?”

    “I will try, Lord, I will try.”

    And then God said, “That blemish is all the hatred and cruelty in this world.”

  • zach t

    well put father, very powerful.

  • Chuck Tomashek

    The persons gathered in the upper room were on the verge of a massive paradigm shift and did not know it. It entailed a complete change in the understanding of the relationship between God and humans. Are we, perhaps, like they on the verge of a complete change in our understanding about our relationship with God and the way that it is expressed?

  • James

    beautiful, thanks.

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