Our 'Easter Event' on
Thursday night was a great success. The meeting room was packed with an
overflow crowd. But what stood out for me was a single failure, if I can call
it that.
During the videos and the first
of the three personal faith stories shared by parishioners, I noticed one woman
who seemed to be doing everything she could to shrink into the corner. She made
no effort to turn towards the front, and even from a distance I thought she
looked uncomfortable.
Half-way through the evening, she got up and left. It's
possible she just remembered an appointment, but I felt she was distressed by
the message she heard.
I was blocked in by extra
chairs, or I would have run after her. Later on, I wondered what I would have
said if I had caught up to her in the parking lot. I'm not sure, but when I
read today's Gospel, I know what I should
have said: "Why are you frightened?"
I might have added
"it's okay to be frightened--Christ's own disciples were scared silly when
he came back from the dead. And they doubted the same truths that made you so
uncomfortable a few moments ago."
The testimonies of faith
given by ordinary parishioners were enough to shake up most Catholics; I can't
imagine their impact on someone who may have just come by for the dessert.
How human and real is that?
And how close to the confusion many of us feel when we try to absorb the full
meaning of Easter?
We're joyful. Christ has
risen. But we're still not altogether sure of what it's all about.
In due course he received a
reply from Ottawa: "The efficiency of hydrochloric acid is indisputable
but the corrosive residue is incompatible with metal permanence."
The plumber
obviously misunderstood, because he promptly wrote back to say he was very
glad the government agreed with him.
The federal official, alarmed
at this response, sent a second email which said "We wish to emphasize
that we must refrain from assuming responsibility for the production of toxic
and noxious residue from hydrochloric acid, and consequently, we most
emphatically recommend some alternative procedure."
But again the eager plumber
misunderstood the official and wrote back saying how pleased he was that the
government agreed with him.
Finally, in desperation,
the bureaucrat wrote "Don't use hydrochloric acid. It eats the heck
out of the pipes!"
If we're honest, a lot of
our preaching and teaching sounds more like the first two emails than it does
like the last. We can sometimes over-complicate the Gospel to the point of
obscuring its message.
Easter offers us a chance
to keep it simple and powerful. The two disciples had an awful lot to say to
the others when they arrived back in Jerusalem after meeting Jesus on the road
to Emmaus. We know part of the story they told—it appears in the earlier verses
of this same chapter in Luke, and we read it at the evening Mass of Easter.
But we can guess what they
said first: Jesus is alive! He is not dead! It's all true!
The basic fact of the
Resurrection is at the heart of all the apostolic preaching. In today's first
reading, St. Peter is bold to the point of rudeness, and for one reason only:
God has glorified his servant Jesus, raising him from the dead. It’s all the
confidence he needs.
The belief that Jesus is
risen is also the reason for the confidence St. John shows in our second
reading; Jesus is not only the atoning sacrifice for our sins, but the
sacrifice that atones for the sins of the whole word--as proven by the fact
that the Father has raised him to life.
I'm not giving up on
preaching: a good homily can help to open our minds to understand the important
truths and teachings in the Scriptures, and can help us apply them in our
lives. But I've become convinced that our personal testimonies of
faith hold a key to the renewal and the growth of faith in our day.
"You are witnesses of
these things," Jesus says in today's Gospel. But not merely witnesses of
the Paschal mystery and the forgiveness of sins as history or theology. We are
flesh and blood witnesses of the power of Christian faith in our own lives,
called to share our story with others.
Let me end with a
challenge: take a minute now and ask yourself, “What would I have said to that woman as she rushed out to the parking lot?”
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