Burying the Dead
April 5, 2012 2 Comments
It’s Spy Wednesday, which is a term that I’ve heard occasionally through the years but never really focused on until today. Today is when we remember the betrayal of Judas. I find it interesting that the straw that broke the Judas’ back seems to have been an extravagant and apparently meaningless gift to Jesus via the woman with the alabaster jar. Oh, the things we’ll do for money, saying we want it for “the poor” when really we just mean ourselves.
I’ve heard Judas called the first bishop gone bad. What amazes me is that, unless I have this wrong, Judas made up his mind a day before his ordination to betray Jesus. Jesus knew this. Jesus… ordained him anyway? What the what? It’s a reminder that it doesn’t matter how much sacramental grace Christ dumps on your heart; if your heart’s not open, you won’t catch a drop of it. We must participate in grace, with grace, and through grace. There is no other way to The Way.
Today we finished our Corporal Works of Mercy by actually burying the dead. The father of middle child’s godmother passed away, and today was his funeral. I did not debrief the kids much on the experience. I probably should have, but I kinda whimped out and hoped that the experience would speak to them more than words could have. All I really did was, when it was our turn to say goodbye at the casket, lead them in saying, “Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon him. May the divine assistance remain with us always, and may the souls of the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace, amen.” That’s probably the next set of prayers to teach.
The funeral luncheon was so filling, and the running around afterwards was so extensive, that we just ended up picking up hoagies and such for our dinner. No recipe tonight. Please pray for my friend’s dad, her family & his loved ones.