Parish Newsletter

Masses Today

Easter Vigil: John, Bridget and Paddy Gannon; (RIP)
11.00: Mary Mahoney, (Anniv).
6.30: Siobhán Hanley, (Recently deceased in the USA).

AS I WAS SAYING.....

The last few days have been dominated by two powerful, if tragic images: the broken body of the American woman, Terri Schiave, sustained for some 18 years now by advancing medical technology; and the ailing figure of the once vigorous John Paul Wojtyla, now an obviously reluctant prisoner in a body broken by age and infirmity. Both images highlight what we all know but would much prefer to forget: medical science is limited, and human life is vulnerable and finite. Nothing can camouflage this harsh reality, not even such pious phrases as 'serene abandonment to the Father'. John Paul's personal history of determination and defiance would suggest that his demeanour at this time is far from one of 'serene abandonment'.

As a poet, he is probably very familiar with the words of Dylan Thomas:

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds may have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

For most people, Holy Week is business as usual. For Christians (in theory at any rate) it is the most important week in the entire calendar. But, in reality, it is a festival that doesn't fit neatly with what people want and how we focus our lives. Most people, understandably, want happy festivals: something to celebrate, with lots of eating and drinking and getting together. We want festivals that take us out of ourselves, offer us a bit of escapism, let us know that underneath all the mess of the world we live in (an ailing Pope John Paul, a broke Terri Schiave, the suicide bombers, deportations, child murderers, family break-up, and so on).......assure us that, despite all this, things are basically good. We want festivals that lift us up and make us cheerful.

But in Holy Week, that's not what's on offer. In fact Holy Week can be most profoundly depressing. For what it commemorates is awful. There's betrayal: a man who sold his mentor to enemies, colluding with ruthless people against someone who had only ever shown him love. Or corruption: people willing to ignore justice and pay bribes or seek out liars who can turn a trial into a mockery. Or desertion: trusted friends pathetically withdrawing support, even to the extent of denying that there was ever a relationship. In Holy Week we see the mess of human failings; the havoc caused by people with entrenched positions who can't back off from their view of things, and end up killing. I understand why Holy Week is not in vogue in our culture today. For it contains far too much reality! It's much more palatable to move to the celebrations of Easter bunnies and chocolate eggs as quickly as possible.

And yet the realism of Holy Week is much more hopeful than the escapism we often prefer. For it allows us to see that God has entered into our reality fully. This is no 'divine escapism'. He counters evil with love and, through his suffering, set an infinite value on all suffering, and an infinite value on every human being, however frail or broken. John Paul now teaches that message daily. Have a very happy Easter.

-Dick Lyng.


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EASTER GREETINGS!

(Our parishioner and choir member Sophie Coyle sent this Easter greeting from Argentina.)

Dear Dick,
I'm sure you are up to your neck in Easter ceremonies, celebration, not to mention confessions! So I'm writing to wish you a smooth Holy Week and a very joyous Easter Sunday. And also, to say that I really miss the Auggies; even here in the middle of Argentina, it is still very difficult to forget that special place! It's nearing the end of the Summer here now. Yet there's a great feeling of Spring being in the air - that freshness and excitement and alertness of the people: that feeling of hope and new beginnings that I always associate with both Spring and Easter.

I miss the bustle of activity around the Church as things are being prepared for the different ceremonies, watching the place fill up with flowers, and the usual confusion in the choir loft! It just isn't the same thing here; they didn't even bother washing the feet tonight (or maybe I went to the wrong Mass!) God bless you and all the Auggie people this Easter.

With lots of love from,
-Sophie.